I mean you could tell from the way we all flirted with each other that we were closer than just friends. I ... My GOD. I wondered, could Becky be with...one of them? Crap, now I was afraid to even talk to one of my friends. I mean hell if it was one of them and I began planning with them or asked for help I would be alerting them as to my plans and they could thwart me before I even began to proceed with my retaliation and the divorce. SHIT!I heard Becky come to the head of the stairs. She stood. Soon he built up a rhythm. The camera's microphone picked up their gasps of pleasure, getting louder as they continued. My wife was pushing her pelvis back at the teenaged boy now, her body in heat while her mind was still in la-la land.Her arms went around the boy's shoulders while her legs crossed behind his butt, pulling him even deeper. They were rutting into each other, and I heard my wife muttering in her stupor:"Oh God yes! Fuck me! I love it!"This was too much for inexperienced Todd. In. "Oh gawd, just thinking about all this has me so horny I really can't stand it." Aunt Kay whimpered. "Oh Ann, do me like we used to when we were kids." Please, please honey, I need some tenderness so badly." Aunt Kay pleaded as she squirmed in the chair, her pussy on fire with lust.I knew some thing huge was about to happen so I knelt on the floor and slithered closer to the kitchen door. At that level, I was able to peek around the door unnoticed noticed.I saw my Mother get up, walk around to. Waving at me, she joked, "So, Paul, what's my dress code?"I glanced at her trim form in the chocolate-brown pants and shirt. "That looks hot. Feel free to wear just the vest and hat."The young girl who had been chatting with her mother looked in astonishment as the trim twenty-something police officer shucked her usual uniform and put on a pair of leather sandals, oiled herself down with suntan lotion, placed her badge and name tag on her florescent mesh safety vest, plopped her Mountie-style.