My wife’s panties were wet. The place where panties touch her pussy there was a wet spot. It looked like textile was soaked with cum. I had a realis...tion, my wife was fucked by Swen yesterday. I was shocked, but decided not to say anything to Almane. I love her and didn’t want to ruin our marriage. Before doing something I wanted to gather more information. I wanted to see what’s going on between them when I’m not watching, so I rented a three mini cameras and hid them around the house and. I chose racquetball. In three years I was a national champion. But I can’t tell you how many hours I spent on that court. A lot more than you do now,” she said.“Wow! I had no idea. You seem so ... together.”“I’m better. But sex, painting, and racquetball aren’t enough to combat boredom, stress, and loneliness. We have to see what we can do about that. First, you say the classes are boring. Well, that might be out of our reach for this semester. We can’t go around replacing all your classes and. ”“Not necessarily a bad idea, just poorly executed.”“What the ... what are you talking about?”“Well, think about those same people watching the news and they see a spoiled rich boy who will never have to work a day in his life being held by desperate workers. Who do you think would have their sympathy then?”“You mean you. Why would people know or care about you? Being pretty seems like a better strategy.”“I am William Thomas Cyning, heir to Regina Cyning.”“Oh shit!”“I am volunteering to be your. I shouldn't have worried, she happily went right back to unbuttoning my jeans, then she slid the zipper all the way down. She pulled my fully erect cock out of the hole in my boxers, slowly rubbing up and down its length. I leaned forward and kissed her again, trailing my left hand up her flat stomach and gently cupping her small yet firm breasts. Her nipples were two solid little buds that topped the nickel-sized areolas on her small, perfect boobs, I immediately loved them as my fingers.