Bright light exploded inmy eyes. Now the bells shreaked painfully in my ears as the pain from myeyes caused by the brilliant light and the ringing of ...he bells meldedinto one.The room was flooded with light, streaming through blinds driving intomy eyes from the scenic window at the end of the bed."Shit what is that noise."The haze separated and the ring of the phone started again."Christ who the hell is this. If this is Phil with some lame joke aboutsore heads, all shit is going to break. That evening (in the mean while telephone no of her home and my residence had been exchanged) to my surprise I received a call from her at my residence and I asked her what made her to call up home, Immediately she cried stating that she has been married for eight years and she has two children and her husband has spoiled all the money on business and now sitting at home with out any responsibility and she is going for work to support the family. I said not to worry and I will some how. I was earlier than the last time, and should have been early enough that she had not been here long. I was just about to get out of the car, when a pickup truck pulled up next to my wife’s car. The man who got out was the same guy I had seen her with before. However, I was surprised to see another man get out of the truck as well. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but they were smiling and laughing at each other as they walked towards the trail that would take them down to the secluded. He would tie her wrists to the bedposts, or blindfold her as she sat on a kitchen chair. On one occasion he had pressed her body against the picture window in his apartment and fucked her from behind, her tits flattened against the glass, only three stories above the afternoon passersby. It was always exciting for them both. She never told her husband when she was going to meet him but she always told him later, in great and vivid detail, everything they had done, no matter how erotic it may.