.. or file for divorce. Right then, divorce was the obvious solution... Except... that I think I do love him! If only... I hadn't been so snoopy and f...und out about th- that cheap little whore... h-he was with!Letting himself in with the key that Jay had given him, Arnie Pearson carried in his single, light suitcase, set it down, locked the door and turned around to see a blonde vision of loveliness struggling to her feet from the divan where she had been sitting."Who are you... ?" she snapped.. ”“I’ll get my lap top and google the rules.” I told them.As I got up to get my computer I heard Greg ask his wife. “Stel if this game involves sex are you sure you want to play?”“Oh Jesus Greg, You’re a fifty two year old adult. If you aren’t comfortable with sex by now you may as well curl up in a corner somewhere and hide.”Greg huffed. “It’s not the sex Stella, I don’t have the body I had twenty years ago and if clothing is removed I would be embarrassed.”“Oh Greg.” She mocked, “None of us. About fifteen minutes later we orgasmed together, my second and she had ... lost count. My wife and I had very satisfying sex, but it never felt like this did, I think my heart is in it for different reasons.I rolled off, this time getting a moist towel to clean her up a little. She thought I was preparing for a third time and said, “No, Martin – I’m done.”I cleaned myself up, put on some boxers and crawled into bed, spooning up behind her. “Oooooooohhhhh, that feels nice!” she said.We fell. Stealing was, of course, an offence that could lead to a return to the discipline centre, whilst eating in her room was always an offence punishable by the governess. On both counts, she knew she had been at fault and could not blame the very strict teenage governess for enforcing the rules. She just hoped that governess Carson would deal with both matters, no matter how severely, rather than refer her to the discipline centre. She knew she couldn't ask, though, and was at the teenagers' mercy..