I asked her why she was crying she didn’t answer. I sat beside her. I asked her again. She looked at me and told me that her husband has married his...mistress from whom he recently got a male child. She started crying. I consoled her. She was fine after some time as she knew this was going to happen. She served tea and we watched TV for some time. She cheered up after sometime as we were watching a comic TV series.She went to the kitchen and began preparing dinner for me. I went inside the. “Where is everybody,” Bill asked as he, Kathy, Jill and Eileen entered the living room, the latter two with their arms around their husband and snuggled as tightly to him as they could get.“The Matthews have retired early,” the AI said while using its butler persona.“Good,” Jill replied as she put both hands behind her husband’s neck and locked her mouth to his.After several minutes, Eileen nudged her, “My turn.”Frustrated at being interrupted, Jill began unbuttoning her husband’s shirt.“We. We both called in sick the next day and couldn’t stop fucking. By the weekend, we were officially together.Fast forward nearly 18 months. We weren’t technically living together, but we were together every night. It almost became routine for us to get home from work, I’d throw her down on the couch, eat her out til she came, then we’d fuck in various places til I filled her up or came down her throat. Of course, no matter how fun a routine may be, stepping out of your comfort zone can be. There is a television, but not good reception except for local channels. There's a few videos of my uncles, mostly travel stuff, I think. And there are plenty of books in the lounge. In the garden there's an exercise barn that my uncle is sort of converting at the moment." She paused for questions, and found silence and smiles. "Good! Let's have a late lunch, say at two o'clock, that will give you a chance to shower. There should be some clothes in your rooms. See you then!" She turned on her.