I wasn't worried about Ellen. I figured she'd gone off by herself to try to figure out what she wanted and needed to do to go on from where we were at... Both of us were like that. We'd take some time and brood over things and then we'd make a decision and just move on.It was another week before I learned anything, and that was because the bank called me about suspicious activity in our personal checking account. Ellen had written several checks from Panama City, Florida. I told the bank that. Well I guess I could wait around and see what happens, this place is suppose to be hot and always jumping is what I was told. Another hour nothing happens, when out of the blue, this big white fucking stud walks up to me and bam, slaps the fuck out of my face, saying what you doing up in here, this is a place for big fucking men, not your short black ass. A little shock, but kept my game face on and said what's it to you weak fucker? I was turned as I am a Sadist myself, so I told him you hit. “What time is it Adi? Why are you waking me up? It seems still dark” she mumbled. It seemed she did not even remember what happened last night. She sat up and then realising suddenly what had happened, pulled up her bed sheet to cover her breasts.I was still too shocked at the sudden developments and did not know how to say it. But I had to. “Grandpa is no more Ma. He just passed away. Uncle called. They are bringing the body here in about two hours. It is now about 3:30. They must be here by. The look on his face as he came and the taste of his semen slipping down my throat was divine and gave me a gorgeous orgasm of my own.And so it was I’d set the seeds to our affair. We arrived back from the conference on Friday afternoon and spent the weekend with our respective families before returning to the office on Monday.That first day back in the office was a strange one, and you could cut the atmosphere, the sexual tension, with a knife. In the end, I decided to break the awkward.