“And fuck, they’re down in my room!”“Don’t worry about it,” she moaned.“Oh phew, you have one?”“I don’t. But trust me, it’s fine...”My head spun. Fine? What does she mean? I glanced at her bum, the visions and reality becoming surreally confused. Am I out of my mind?“Keep going,” she pleaded.“We can’t!”She raised her head from its descended position and looked back at me. That look itself was almost enough for me to resume, but... “Do you trust me, Matt?”Trust her? I put my hands on the bed as. I got up the next day to find Carol still sleeping so I went to work looking towards the return home and all the juicy bits she had to give me about her fucks with the Boss.I went to Jim's office as requested the day before, he called me in and asked me to close and lock the door as he didn't want us to be disturbed.“You might like this Bob, I put the weekend on video for you to enjoy” (what a mate ), I would have been happy to get Carols story of their time away but now I was going to watch it. “You can cook for me anytime.”She got up to clear the plates and I said, “Oh no Sue I’ll have none of that. You just go lay down and relax and I’ll take care of the mess.”She kissed me and said, “I won’t argue about that but hurry up. I think I owe you a special present for that breakfast.”I took the tray to the kitchen, washed everything and put it away then made my way back to the deck only to find Sue fast asleep again. This time I let her sleep and passed the time by surfing the net. I was shocked. She continued the stare for several seconds and then continued with washing. I got afraid and I went down quickly.I closed the door of my house and did not go out. At 1pm there was a knock at the door. It was her. Now, she was in anorange saree and it was not covering her boobs properly. She asked very casually that did I had my lunch. I said no. She came in my house and was enquiring why did not eat anything. I said that my mother had no time to prepare anything for me and I was.