.sort of.“Oh come on Mr Richards...I think you hoped to see me...I’d like to think that...tell you what... come on through to the staff area and I...��ll get you a coffee...it’s my break time..”And turning from me she organised the three staff in the shop to look after the cooking, the front counter and the drive through.She opened the security door next to the main counter and I followed her red uniform polo top and cute arse in black work pants down a narrow side short corridor.She went beyond. I felt terrible for embarrassing Her like that. After giving Her a few minutes I went into the house looking for her. She was in her room sitting on the edge of Her bed sobbing and reading the rest of the letters. I apologized again and sat beside Her putting my arm around Her and pulling her close. I explained how She need not be embarrassed it was natural for Her to have written them. She turned towards me pulled me tight to Her and cried into my shoulder as She told me that these letters. As we all dispersed to our respective houses, my wife and I looked at each other and said, things would never be the same. That was an understatement because within two days divorce proceedings had started for both my sister and my wife’s brother. There were many unhappy days ahead with fighting over finances, assets, etc, and it wasn’t possible to imagine things getting any worse. As the weeks went by my wife and I had settled back into our boring sex routines, since we didn’t ever see my. We kiss again and i run a finger around your pussy, you are already wet and let out a moan as i touch you.We stand up and look at each other and you run a hand over my now obvious bulgeand i run my hands over your hot body, your neck, shoulders, belly, lingeringon your belly, your waist and over your ass. you tell me to step back and you start to slowly disrobe...taking off your top, revealing a sexy lacy black brathat just about holds in your tits, slide off your skirt and turn around doing so.