“Forgive me for intruding. I was looking for you.”“It's not how it looks,” she began. “Oh shit, actually it is exactly how it looks.”“Ho... do you think it looks?” I asked.“Hmm probably like I was doing something I shouldn't,” replied the girl on the floor.Moving a step or two closer, I asked gently “Anything good on your phone?”Jen held out the phone, and I could see she was reading a story. A quick glance showed it was eroticism, and quite captivating.“It looks like a good story,” I said. “I. My lover then poured it onto her butt and massaged it onto her butt cheeks as well as her butt hole!Seeing her do this kept me excited and hard.When she was finished, she turned to me and said, "Come get this."Without hesitation, I walked forward and took her pussy first and a doggy-style position. As I thrusted into her, I kept massaging her butt and taking the excess oil on her "cheeks" and fingering her butt hole! When I was warmed up enough inside of her pussy, I took the oil and put it on. He had wanted to have a wife, and she was the one he’d chosen. He’d hoped to make a family, but confessed to me that the love life that was normal during and after the honeymoon was now only a memory.She’d spurned his attempts to revive their lovemaking, and he no longer had a desire to touch her. It was all sad and disturbing. Although he never hinted that he held me responsible in any way, I felt guilty. They’d met through me. That thought I couldn’t shake.On a Friday night, I went out after. I looked out the front window of the limo and watched with amazement as the man standing by the sign sailed through the air about five feet, slamming onto the sidewalk and sliding on his back until his head struck a lamppost. A few seconds later, I heard a loud explosion. Had the suicide bomber detonated his bomb?No, the man from inside Saks stood meekly as if he were asleep on his feet."The third one just threw a grenade, Josh! He has more!" Nicole said.Terror gripped me when I saw Josh rush.