“You’ve been in there a long time, Jules.” George leaned against the door, but didn’t try the handle. It was true, he couldn’t stand the sight of blood.
“It was a nasty scrape, and Danny also turned his ankle.” Julie pushed back against Daniel’s swollen penis ever so slightly as she talked to her husband. Goodness, gracious he had a brute of a thing. A surge of guilt swept through her, but then she reminded herself that what they were doing wasn’t really cheating. Daniel stayed perfectly silent behind her.