”I didn’t say anything. When Vassy wanted to confide in me about Tanika I would be ready. Then I thought of ‘Lesbos’ it may be a good time to ...resent the gifts to her considering Dylan was here. I went to the closet and returned with the bright blue bags embossed ‘Lesbos’. Vassy looked at me.“What is that?”“Guess.”I handed her the bags, and watched her remove each item. I could see the blush rising on her face. She looked at me.“How did you know?”“A little bird told me, beside I love looking at. It was times like this when I was real glad we had the seven foot fence around the back yard and none of our neighbors houses had a view into our yard.When we were able to get back to business, May tossed out our cold coffee and poured fresh. Then she continued with her explanation. As she now understood Ralph, he was a domineering and demanding lover, in the worst possible way. He did seem to satisfy his partners in sex, but as May now understood, the women were being overwhelmed by his male. As he entered the bedroom he nearly threw up. His gorgeous wife was on her hands and knees, white stockings and basque covered in an oily mess. Her head was on the pillow as she bit into it, her hands tied to the bed board. Her waist curved out and up to her peach ass and he groaned at the view. A man he'd never seen before dressed only in a crazy zipper face mask had his hand wrist deep in her anus. The slopping, farting noise was air and oil escaping from Stacey as he made rapid thrusts in. Anders stood panting over the sink I bent down and scooped her from below, so when I stood up I was holding her with one hand beneath her knees and one beneath her neck. I went back up the stairs and into her room, and threw her onto the bed. She couldn’t respond to how I was treating her due to her sleeping son across the hall, so I turned around and shut the door, hoping that would suffice as a sound barrier. I turned towards the bed and Mrs. Anders was kneeling in the middle of the bed.