Again more moaning and groaning coming from our marital bedroom. I slowly crept up the stairs, wanting to keep the element of surprise and catch the b...stard in the act of fucking my wife. Closer and closer I got and finally reached the top of the stairs, face wet with perspiration, heart beating so hard I thought it was trying to escape my chest. I crossed the landing, in two minds now. Half of me wanting to catch them at it and half of me wanting to run away and pretend our life was perfect. I was halfway through my second slice before I had a chance to say anything else."Beth, what was your idea and why did they say it wouldn't work?" It's so damn simple. We do it all the time at my folks' shop. You just have to edit the g-code so..."I love my lady dearly, but when an engineer, or even an engineer-wannabe, says something is simple, I start looking around for a seatbelt. On top of that, as soon as she said g-code, my thoughts went to "g-string," which had my mind wandering back to. "Irrepressible Connie followed Muriel around and told the guys "Julia wants Chelsea to be sure and see the hardons she gives you. I won't mind, either." In a few cases, she had to run squealing to avoided a thrown object or a snapped towel.When the party got going, several of the kids expressed amazement that it had not been done more often. Teens and a pool means several kinds of horseplay. For a while, Chelsea only watched, even after she had finished her cleanup chores. When the chicken. She had met a different man for lunch and then Steve in the evening, when I was at training. I told the PI to get me further details.I drove down to give the PI another thousand and to have a look over my new acquisition. The PI had photos of Sharon with Steve, and with the other guy, in public, but hadn't got anything sexual. I gave him the second instalment and told him to get something that would stand up in court, proving infidelity, and an identity for the second man.I sat pat for another.