Kim knew that what she needed now was to confide in someone and Sue was the only one she could trust. She wouldn't tell a soul. The young bride just had to pour out her heart to someone, to air her doubts and fears, to somehow find some reassurance.

Five minutes later Sue was knocking on the door and ten minutes later the two girls sat drinking coffee while the younger of the two tried to tell the other about the incredible thing that had happened that afternoon. Sue was a lovely young woman with wavy brown hair and a great shape. Her big brown eyes had never failed to draw a masculine stare. Kim wondered why, even after what she had done today, that she couldn't feel as free as she knew her friend was.

"I went to see Curt's boss," Kim began, pulling at her slender fingers nervously, "to try to talk him into promoting Curt."

Sue opened her mouth wide. "You're kidding!" she said, slapping her curvaceous thigh. "I can't believe you'd do such a thing."

"It seemed right at the time," Kim defended herself. " Curt and I have been having such an awful time because of the job. You know what a disappointment it's been for us, and it was even affecting our relationship. He couldn't even make love anymore."

Sue nodded knowingly. "Limp dick. I've seen it before. My marriage went that way before I decided on a divorce. Things go bad for these guys and they think they should make a woman suffer too. Just lay there with a wilted cock as if to say we don't turn them on anymore."

"Well, that's how it was with us. He couldn't even look me in the eyes. I didn't blame him, God knows I didn't, but he was probably thinking I did. I didn't even blame him because he couldn't make love. It just seemed he was blaming me for everything."

"So what happened?" Sue pressed her. "Seems to me that Curt's boss would have fired him for what you did. You didn't really think he'd promote Curt after you did that, did you?"