At about a quarter after one in the morning, I got another text, “Last chance, going to the hotel with Mike, you still okay?” This would be my las... chance to stop what might be a life-changing event, Michelle is going to have sex with her old boyfriend. My insides were being eaten from my nervousness, after all this, do I really want my wife spending the night with another guy, making love to him over and over? I typed in “Give him everything, have fun and turn your phone off.” I read it again. She continued to move on me until we both had a quiet orgasm and we just cuddled another few minutes. Nothing earth shattering. Just two lovers enjoying each other.We dressed and went out into the kitchen to see if we could rustle up some grub. Sandy and Charlotte were there. They were having cereal with dry milk. Boy I missed real food. We both got bowls and dug in too."I have enjoyed being over here. I hope you will invite me back again." Charlotte said."We enjoyed having you here and you can. "And for dessert I made your favorite, pecan pie." Sounds great." He said. "I'll be in my office. Call me when it's ready." He turned and left the room.She stood there a few moments just staring after him. Had he forgotten? He wouldn't dare forget again and definitely not their tenth, or would he? No, not this time. He must be waiting till we sit down to eat or maybe after dinner. Snapping out of her trance she returned to the stove and finished cooking."Everything looks great." Jerry said as. He looked in the drawers and found a stash of old love-letters from Karen to Simon. He sped read a few and thrilled at how he was about to destroy the inner-sense of innocence that filled each and every page. He also found, in Karen’s underwear drawer, an 8-inch dildo that instinct told him she kept a secret from Simon. Simon had secrets too, unless Karen had approved of the collection of porn magazines he had hidden in his closet. Karen was not the spanking type, Grey concluded, yet every one.