Thankfully she hadn't noticed that that was already shaved for the most part. As I got out of the tub she told me through the door to go directly int... her room after drying off. I was not to have anything covered with a towel or my hands and that it would be best if I just left the towel on the floor. My cock was hard and all I could feel was that it was betraying me.I opened the door and peeked down the hall. The living room TV had some ladyboy porn on and I could hear her in there. "Get. There was a certain Evelyn lying naked on his bed those mornings.She’d spent the last three nights at his house…and the things they’d done in the middle of the night had resulted in him sleeping quite later than usual and totally ignoring his alarm when it rang at 6:45am in the morning. Evelyn is a religious girl but a damn freak at the same time.Joe wasn’t quite sure how things with Evelyn would end. He liked her very much, and wouldn’t mind being in a long relationship with her that could. Her flimsy nylon panties came next, followed by first one stocking and then the other, a garter belt, a pair of low-heeled shoes. The clothing lay scattered around the room where Kathy opened the bottom drawer of her bureau where she kept her seldom-worn clothes, most of which were Christmas presents from Art and a little too daring for her taste, and pulled out last year's present--a see-through nylon nightie that graced the wisps of her pubic hair, so short was it.She pulled it over her head. Strangely, my reaction surprised me. That magnanimous, understanding guy that I expected to be just disappeared in a puff of smoke. Instead I was pissed off and hurt, just like almost every other husband in my position.I'm a logical guy, a methodical guy. I was flying on instruments, here. I really had no proof that anything was happening, just conjecture. I needed proof, one way or the other.A computer guy like me has assets that the average Joe just doesn't have access to. We have a security.