I walked in the den and saw the TV was left on. There was a note on the coffee table from my wife. It said I'll see you Sunday evening , stay out of t...ouble and I left you a video to watch.I picked up the remote and hit play. The screen went blue then our den appeared on the screen. I could hear talking and it sounded like men's voices. In a minute I saw my wife come into the den wearing her smallest string bikini and carrying a pair of cut off jean shorts. She was talking to some one behind. At no time, from his puberty years on, was Bob anything but what most people would term as rich, with nothing much to do more than remove some poor sod to earn as much, or sometimes even more, than he could carry. Harry was never sure what Bob's finest talent was, murdering people without being a suspect or even a consideration in the crime, or making huge quantities of money without an inkling of what to do with it.Which brings us to this present age, where Bob is the remarkable age of. Mostly we engaged in intercourse in the missionary position. We did engage in oral sex but not very often. I think that may have been more my fault than Travis', because although I enjoyed giving and receiving oral sex and in my fantasies I always performed oral sex, I believed that good girls didn't do that sort of thing.I guess that's enough background. So I will get on with the story.The Super Bowl BetIt was Super Bowl Sunday and I was sitting in our bedroom watching a movie on HBO. Travis. Remembering her promise to Kelly, Jessica sat the girls down and made a serious face. “Kat, Kelly has been telling me some stories about you.” She gave a brief summary of some of the alleged indiscretions. “Are they true?”“Well....” Kat’s red face told the whole story.“Yeah, I thought so. Sweetheart, you need to be careful out there. The reason I’ve been getting away with the things I get away with for so long is that I use discretion. It’s not only yourself you’re putting at risk, do you.