I knew she was having trouble dealing with our separation. I did my best to console her from half a state away.Monday afternoon I went out to do the w...ekly food shopping. I got a few stares from the old ladies and stay-at-home moms in the store. I planned a couple casseroles, a roast chicken, meat loaf, and brats on the grill for dinner during the coming week. Mrs. Kurtz, the cashier who knew me from church, teased me about buying so much food. She seemed impressed when I explained about how I. Bourbon or tequila?” “Depends,” I said. “Are we sipping or doing shots? And is it good tequila?” Maisy came back in the room as I was moving stacks of books from the table and the faux marble counter onto the floor. She had a bottle of Cuervo Gold, the student standby, and a couple of shot glasses. “I finished college today, so it is shots. And after a couple shots we won't care whether this is good tequila or not.” “You make an excellent point,” I answered. I sat down on the recently. Before I could answer his question though, he rolled off the bed and went over to the dresser to retrieve his cell phone.When he returned to the bed he untied my hands and feet and showed me the screen of his cell phone. My jaw literally hit the floor as I watched the recording of our recently concluded fuck fest. I looked up into his eyes and he smiled mischievously, and said, “You’re in big trouble bitch! Wait until Gabrielle sees this.” Part 3************************** I fell asleep right. I crept silently into the bedroom and inspected her body closely. There was no evidence that anything had occurred. She was dressed in a pair of cotton panties, and a tight little pink shirt. The covers were thrown off her, as she usually gets hot at night. She was lying on her stomach, with her cute little ass propped up in the air by the blankets under her curvaceous body. Part of me wanted to tear those panties off her and fuck her in the asshole; like that guy had done only a few hours.