I knew then what was going on: she waspracticing with the dildo when I was out, all the timefantasising about having a black man’s cock inside h...r;and when she was having sex with me she was pretendingI was black or that I was making love to her after ablack man had had her! Somehow the evening lost its lustre; the sheen had beenwiped off my love-life. My wife was fantasising aboutother men, black men�but was she also sleeping withthem? I had to find out.The following Sunday I searched. Unable to practice what I teach, I caught him the other day masturbating in his room and found myself watching him in awe. I had chalked it up to the love a mother has for a son and the realization that he is becoming a man, not to mention he was built like his father, muscular and well endowed. “Ice cream! Awesome!” He shouted as he raised his hands into the air. “You can watch it with us if you want.” He stated. “Besides, Jesse loves you and you know that. You’re like the coolest mom ever!. Dennis knocked and was told to come in. He and Joan stood quietly in front of the big desk. Mr. Webber sternly told them to sit and they sat in the chairs in front of the desk. Joan, has Dennis told you what has happened? Yes was her only answer. Tell me what he told you so I know if you know the truth. He said that you found out that he had taken some company money. He said he was going to pay it back but you found out first. Did he tell you how much? About $5000. Dennis, did you bring the. I’m sure Brittany and Charlotte could hear us next door, but I really didn’t care. The next morning, Brittany and Charlotte didn’t waste any time in heading out to the beach, which was about twenty-five yards right in front of our hotel. I could see them from the porch. Rachel came and we headed to join Brittany and Charlotte on the beach. Both were laying on large beach towels, on their stomachs, their tops untied. Rachel spread out her towel next to her friends and I did the same next to.