Rosario tapped impatiently on the steering wheel as he drove down the road overlooking the lake. The last few rays of sunlight drifted lazily through the trees as he and his wife drove up to the lake house.<br/><br/>As he drove, he noticed that he had been nervous all day.<em>"Man, I really need to relax." he thought to himself</em>. Thoughts of how the next few hours would go kept running through his head. He could feel twinges of jealousy deep down in himself, but for his wife's sake, tried kept them buried. After being away from her for almost a year due to the military life, he knew that if he didn't try to please her and make her happy, she would leave him for someone better. He had never actually voiced his concerns, but knew that most couples broke up because of things like this. Money was not an issue, seeing as how they were totally comfortable with their living situtation, and a few well timed investments had just payed off extremely well.<br/><br/>He had read somewhere that having a somewhat open sex life could actually improve marriages. Raised as a catholic in a Filippo family, the idea of a wife swap was foreign to him. He knew deep down he was jealous, and even made a few small comments about it to her.<br/><br/>He knew he loved his wife, who was gorgeous and amazing, and seemed to have the same things in common as him, but it seemed that after he came home from his tour, something was different. She still loved him yes, but that initial spark was gone. Could it be that he was gone for too long? What had been there before, that tidal wave of lust and emotion that ran unchecked whenever they saw each other before he left, was gone. After noticing and worrying about it,He was determined to get it back. Even though it had come to this, he would see this wife swap through.<br/><br/>He wasn't quite sure how comfortable he would be seeing his wife with someone else, and honestly he didn't know if he would be able to control himself.<em>"Could it be that some sacrifices were too much?" he thought. "I hope she knows how much I love her."</em><br/><br/>He chose a simple tight black shirt that showed off both of his tattooed arms, and a pair of normal blue jeans to wear tonight along with some dark brown leather flip-flops.<br/>He liked how his abs showed through the tight shirt as he drove, and noting how his dark, brown skin seemed to be a little ashy, he pointed to the glove compartment, where he knew some lotion was kept.<br/><br/><em>"Can you help me out babe? I need some lotion for my arms. I don't wanna let go of the wheel."</em>