I turned my head back to Zara who was also watching her husband fuck who she thinks is my wife. I whistled at her, did a quick sit-up so I was sitting...on the bed centimeters away from Zaras face and kissed her lips. A final passionate kiss. I ran my hands through her hair and French Kissed her. Are you still hard?: She asked. I think so. I said. My Penis was still inside Zara, I couldnt believe it. Lets use the washroom and fuck again, okay?. She asked. Of course. I said. Zara got off of my. After all, an hour or so of hunger pangs was light punishment for the two hours of aching need that I'd endured since his oh so sensual phone call. Just then, I heard the car pull up outside. I hastily made my way to the front door, yanked it open and fell into his arms, even as he let his briefcase fall to the floor. We kissed passionately, my breasts enjoying some relief as they were crushed against the familiar warmth of his body. We came up for air and I moaned, then I began to pant. She shut down the computer and taped the ordering papers to the screen, laughing. Knowing full well that was going to piss the day manager off to no end. She leaned back in the chair, looking at me with her glazed eyes and smiled. "Now what?" I asked hoping that my cheeks weren't too flushed. "Well, we still have half a bottle of evidence to destroy" Amanda chuckled, standing and walking toward the dining room. "Um, can we not, it's super creepy out there" I whined, hesitantly following along.. The tribe grew once again, and a realtor got a little richer when Leahs' folks bought a house in the same development, three houses down. They'd decided they were not going to miss out any more on their grandchildren, and just showed up. Uncle Jerry was a hit with the kids, keeping them laughing for hours, then switching gears, talking about serious things. Cathy caught me watching them, and confronted me later."What's going through that convoluted brain of yours?" Something totally different,".