And because I really had no other choice I had to ask my first wife if I could stay, which she had happily agreed to. Our break-up like most had not ...een a happy one some 10 years before and whilst we were on friendly terms I had a feeling that she still held feelings for me although I had remarried in the meantime but subsequently and recently divorced again. Not the best track record I know but all my fault.Carol, my first wife was young and a virgin when we married, she being 18 to my 19. ‘Ann?’ she heard him, this time turning to her just in time to retrieve the bottle of ketchup offered him. ‘Here it is, Carl,’ she returned, carefully keeping the irritation from her tone, and it wasn’t too difficult. With the morning sunshine, she realized that she had again slept away the frustrated hurt and anger. That, along with the sensuous intentions she’d set her pruriently fevered mind to in luring her husband’s assistant into an affair, left her no room for resentment. Still,. After a few beers me and the lads had each found a girl to play with. We’d all been dancing and trying it on with our girls. Dan’s girl had obviously found something to satisfy as she was seen whooping while she felt him up. I’d managed to have a good grope of my girl’s arse, she was barely 18 and had the firmest buttocks and pert little tits. Dancing up close to her I had a good look down her top in between snogging her. My cock was on the rise as she was grinding up against it.The dirty. Duncan was sceptical about the claim but decided there was little risk of them being observed at the rear of the building."Okay. Let's do it then. Don't touch anything once we're inside," he warned.The two men walked briskly up the path, pulling on gloves as they went to remove the possibility of leaving any prints. Once again Duncan carefully counted the doors until the arrived at the rear entrance to number 113A."This is it," he said."Stand back and watch the master at work," Cat.