But that's where it ended. She was married. No kids. Her husband was something in banking. She never talked about him. Sometimes he thought there was ...adness about her. A kind of wistfulness.Once, he had come across her, unexpectedly, sitting with her back to him as he entered the staff-room. He could see her side-on and she had looked so down. But as soon as she noticed him she'd changed and became quite bright and chatty.Now he watched her as she progressed along the shelves, turning round. This caused my interest to intensify and I suggested that maybe we could go over now and see what we could get up to. “Let’s go then Gary,” said Joanne. We proceeded to Joanne’s home and let ourselves in the front door. We could hear slight noises coming from the main bedroom and decided to peek in the door and see what was happening. What we saw when we looked in the half-open door was interesting. Mom and Gina were both sitting on the bed facing each other. Both women were naked from the. I expect you to bring it to me every night. If you don’t I’ll come in and get it.”My wife asked, “Where did you learn to do that?”Beth giggled and said, “Carol and Dana taught me after dinner. That’s why I’m so late.”My wife looked at me and asked, “What do you think?”I replied, “I like it and I think you had better give her all the cum she can drink or she will go elsewhere to get it.”Needless to say I was rock hard. Beth asked, “Can I give Daddy a blowjob?”My wife shrugged her shoulders and. "Oh, Christ!" she exclaimed as she stared at Vanessa's bloody remains.The explosion had completely vaporized Vanessa's upper half, leaving her intact from her waist down. Her nylon waistband around her stomach kept what was left of her insides together, seeming to form a lake of dark red and gray gore that extended down to a pair of sexy, nylon-clad, and now blood-soaked legs. As her dead muscles relaxed, however, the remains of Vanessa's torso collapsed back as though she were simply lying.