And aching to see if my companion was attending the opera that night. For the last two months, I and my wife had seats D2 and D3...and seated next to ...s were another couple. She was simply the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her beauty was amplified by my own dying marriage. My wife and I already had the divorce papers filed. Perhaps I was k**ding myself, but the woman seated next to us seemed to pay extra attention to me...and it was clear that her companion was bored and not interested. I looked towards the black man`s arm, where he appeared to have his hand up my wife's tiny skirt and was making her gasp for air. He had found Ana was not wearing panties and his fingers now were fondling her pussy for sure.I saw Ana place her head on the fireman's shoulder and give a very little shudder, which I knew to mean that she was cumming, with his fingers being inside her pussy .Then he raised his two fingers to my wife’s face and she grabbed his wrist and began sucking his fingers. “Yes,” she cried out, “more then anything else in this world I want to be with you.” She grabbed his hand again, holding onto it for dear life.Kevin took in a deep breath as he thought about the next thing he was about to say. “If that’s the case,” he started, “then there are going to have to be some changes around here.”“I’ll do anything you want,” she exclaimed, looking up at him with pleading eyes, “anything to make things right between us.”“If you can be a whore for others,” he said,. I’ve had a few of the girls ask me to dance over the past year.”“Were you at the wedding of Ms. Jeri Lundgren and Navy Lieutenant Commander Howard Pointe?”“Sure. Jeri works for me, just as Detective Captain Grayson’s wife does. And Howard is a close friend.”“Did you see Mr. Spurgeon dance inappropriately with a fifteen-year-old girl?”“I saw him dance with several girls,” I said. “But I wasn’t paying close attention to him. I was with my wife, kids, and a bunch of friends.”“Do you know a miss.