None of them took me up on my offer. Which was too bad because my orders were then to break down and confess to having been fucking their husbands. On...y three of them fucked me. The other four said no which was a huge mistake. I destroyed all four of their marriages. I think I know why Sam did that. We went to high school together and he was treated pretty badly. He was getting some payback.They made me do the same with my girlfriends. I wasn't allowed to explain anything to them, just offer. It was starting to look like it wasn't too bad. It's not like I have an expensive art collection or a drawer full of jewelry. Then I remembered the pictures of Claire Ingleford, which I had rather foolishly left on the coffee table."Shit. You see any pictures around? Five by sevens of a topless brunette?"Larry knows about my hobby, so he took this in stride. "Nope. Think they got nicked?" Probably." I went into the darkroom and turned on the light. It was also in complete disarray. My expensive. She avoided eye contact and I went up to her. She stiffened as I caught her."You OK?" Oh, I don't know what to think. What is she going to say?" Not so much what she might say as what she might do, I think," I said. "Did you enjoy it?" Mmmm." She leant back into me."Then I shouldn't worry too much, I always reckon that if it gives you pleasure and doesn't hurt anyone then why worry. Bit unhygienic, on the kitchen table, Environmental Health Officer might object, but..." Yes, but your wife. . me!"With that, she threw her arms around Layla's neck and kissed her forcefully, her tongue exploring Layla's mouth. A moan escaped from Layla and she ground her hips against Tiffany."Come on," said Tiffany taking Layla's small and delicate hand. She led her into the last stall and closed the door. Layla quickly slid off her blazer on put it on top of Tiffany's. "I'm so hot for you!" whispered Tiffany as she finished unbuttoning the other girl's blouse and pulling it out of her skirt. In a.