I watched her undress and head for the bathroom. I heard her brush her teeth and step into the shower. I got up and sneaked over to the hamper to chec... her panties. They were drenched and the smell of cum was very strong.Through the shower curtain, I could see she was douching. By now, I was in a state of panic. I had been so lonely all evening, she had been acting so strangely for months, and now my wife had come home having obviously screwed other men. I was so confused that I couldn't. 'I'm getting a taxi - I'll see you lot again for that drink on Friday, alright?' Olivia smirked. She used to be a bit chubby and nerdy, and whilst she still loved Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings and apparently led the D&D Society in her University, she was definietly different looking. She was well defined now, her newly-found abs visible due to the sexy black crop top she wore, and the skirts she used to wear were replaced with some of the shortest shorts I'd ever seen. I thought back on when. The thing though, was that somehow I couldn't look at him directly, my body was angled diagonally, but it was one of those times when your body/mind wouldn't seem to listen, and so I remained that way looking everywhere but directly at him. Maybe he said 'Hullo', but knowing how I go suddenly quite deaf when nervous, I can't be sure. I remember what I said though, very very awkward. I know I began with a 'Hello' and a 'Well', this is me which sounds straight out of an awkward movie script. I. The clopping hooves came closer and closer, causing her to shake furiously in the rear end of the horse-costume. All she could do was to try and brace herself for the inevitable. Part Eight As Kimberly was about to be brutally raped by the circus virile stallion, Maxine was busily conducting her investigation at the far end of the Circus complex. * * * Ignorant of what was going on in the main circus tent, Maxine was scouring the lot and the other tents for any evidence that would lend credence.