She said I ought to know that from now on it wasn't certain that she would make her choice and choose me without getting to know him better so she cou...d do a fair comparison between us. She just might begin dating him seriously after our divorce was final and prefer him if she found him better than me. Obviously I had neglected her for too long a time. I promised Monica to tell her anything new about Chris and me.My friend had arranged a great New Year party for eight couples. Chris was nicely. Gerard and Maria hadn’t seen me all day, though I told Maria I’d be picking her up after school for one last night. Maria had tears in her eyes. I just spun around and started walking away. I didn’t want to fuck up my birthday any more than I already had. “Terry!” Maria’s voice stopped me. I heard her run toward me but I kept walking. When she grabbed my hand I spun around. My face remained calm, emotionless. I feel like the emotionless expression hurt her more than rage would have. “What. ."I tell you exactly what to do," Amanda said firmly." Go and get a towel and four pairs of knickers from her top drawer."She obviously knew where they were kept. I went into the ensuite bathroom and selected the bathrobe as I thought Amanda wanted to change. Opening our hostesses private knickers drawer as Amanda instructed I found rows of neatly arranged panties according to type. I selected a couple of lacy thongs and a pair of everyday cotton panties. I picked up a black silk suspender belt. She was just bopping around, lookingfor something that would stir up a bit of a tingle in that bodily zone thatwas her chief source of solace, bliss and ecstasy. Looking for something alittle naughty. Something a little outrageous. She'd found it all right! Firstthe drawings, then stories to go with them. It was the beginning of a fantasylife that never failed to send her straight through solace and bliss righton up to ecstacy! A life which she kept carefully locked in a closet. People would.