She didn't want to look at the last 24 hour timeline but I knew we had too, well I had to. Everything had to be on the table so that we could see what...happened and try to understand it. We flipped them over.Mine was fairly simple.930 am: Jo left730 pm: I went to dinner with Sandy900 pm: I went home to Sandy's house where we had sex.11ish pm: Sandy told me Mike was doing youI watched you and Mike togetherI fucked Sandy twice more that night and again in the morning.Jo's was a far more detailed. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help but think about his nude body in the shower, just on the other side of the wall. The thoughts of her own husband were lying with the empty wine bottles. She slowly undressed revealing her large breasts, and her shapely hips and rear-end. She stood naked, in front of the shower an looked at her self in the mirror. She was getting on in years, but still looked good. She ran her hands across her breasts and her nipples sprang to attention. She couldn't. I felt so focused on one thing; on the feel of his body against mine; his voice; his taunts; the smell of my own sweat; the urgent ache that throbbed in my stomach. It was like every fantasy I’d ever had, only magnified and intensified, louder, brighter, nastier and a hundred times hotter. I don’t know how long it went on. I remember his merciless pounding, his fingers raking over my skin. It felt like it would never stop and in some ways I didn’t want it to. It’s like the train ride to. Getting home as quick as i could i got through the door to be greeted with a note on the stairs saying that she was in the bedroom and there was a present for me by the bedroom door. I hurried upstairs to find a cane with a bow on it by the door and another note saying Happy birthday, want to punish this naughty maid? I went into the room to find her in the corner with her hands on her head. I sat on the bed and called her over, she smelt of chanel perfume,kissed me and sunk to her knees and.