Cara likes flea markets, so when my coworker Mike told me about a big one in upstate New York, I thought it would be a good chance to get away with her.

Three days of digging through other people’s stuff, a road trip, a nice hotel somewhere. It would be fun.

We stopped halfway there and got a hotel room overnight. She was so excited by the prospect of three days of treasure-hunting, she could hardly contain herself. She had two glasses of wine at dinner instead of one, so she had the giggles.

When we got back to our room after a brief walk around the small town, I figured she’d take a hot bath, read some, and go to bed early.

She never fails to surprise me, though.

Instead, she pushed me back on the bed, hopped on top of me, leaned her body down to crush her soft breasts... Read More