Both look up at his entrance and he smiles, seeing how much like lovers they are. The blonde boy is his beta, short hair tousled with their activities... The other has long silvery hair and is something of a stranger, and the sight of the curve of her body in his hands strikes a pang of jealousy within him. Smiling he steps into the room, letting the door swing silently closed behind him, elegant movements enhanced rather than hidden by the sway of the loose Chinese silk coat. Leather jeans cling. I’m a Financial Advisor with a national firm, and Laurie works for a regional accounting firm. No children yet. The crux of the problem is that my wife was seduced while on a business trip about six months ago. The son-of-a-bitch who got into her pants went to college with us, we both knew him. The details of their coupling aren’t especially important, that it happened at all was. And imagine this: the guy emailed me a confession of what happened, saying that he was feeling so guilty about. He said no problem, she is not alone in that regard, and that coconut oil would be the best option in her case. The only downside with it was that it's a bit harder to remove from clothing if any gets on there, and that she shouldn't wear her best lingerie. He gave a little "just joking" laugh and I immediately said not a problem, we can sort something out, and besides we aren't prudish people. He was like "Oh, right" but didn't appear to pick up on that little hint.On the night, Mike arrived. "It's delicious," she breathed. "How did you come up with this?" I learned it from my sensei." Do you know karate?" she asked."Yes," I answered, "I have studied it for quite a while now."I told Mave about karate and she asked me a lot of questions. We talked for a long time and before I knew it, we had finished the bowl of strawberries. "You act so coy and reserved. But underneath that pretty face," she said, gently caressing my cheek, "I'll bet you could kick an ass or two."Before I could say.