“How does it feel knowing, you know, what they have been doing together?”He looked down at his beer.“Does it really excite you?”He nodded.“A...en’t you jealous?”“Very,” he responded quickly, “but... ““It excites you more.”He nodded.She smiled without responding.“Can I ask you something?” he asked her.“Sure, fire away.”“When you... when you were in bed with your lovers what sort of things did you talk about?”“All sorts of things, “she replied. “Sexual, that is.”“What, things you like doing? Things. Concentrate on your work and stop flirting with school girls. It’s not all that long ago men like you got in big trouble for doing stuff like that. Jerome couldn’t believe what he just heard. He knew Gary was a rich dickhead but he never knew he was a racist too. Jerome thought he’d have to teach this rich white asshole a lesson. As Gary climbed into his Maserati he thought about the day ahead of him in the Merchant bank downtown where he worked. He’d have some fun with that new young secretary. I was fascinated by the idea of a complete stranger trying to make out with my wife. X-rated movies had never turned me on, but this was different, and I made up my mind to watch and see how far she would let him go. He slipped the strap of Mary's brassiere from her shoulders and lifted her tit from its cup. I could see that her big nipples were fully erect, and his face moved down to her tits, taking a nipple into his mouth. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted in a low moan, and she was. No entr? nadie, pero el mensaje estaba m?s que claro. No ten?a sentidoremolonear, por m?s que me apeteciera, as? que dej? la cama y, casitambaleando por el uso de mis necesarios tacones, volv? al ba?o. Empec?la que hasta el d?a de hoy es mi rutina diaria: afeitar piernas, axilasy pubis, cepillarme el pelo, desde la ra?z hacia las puntas, ducharmecon todo lo que ello conlleva de champ?s, geles, acondicionadores, lechecorporal y dem?s, envolverme los cabellos en la toalla, secarlos,peinarme,.