Near the pool, I hid in the shadow of the waterfall where I could watch him without being seen. I sat very still while he searched my camp discovering...the brushed off area where I slept and the nook where I keep a few of bottles of wine and beer. He looked around to check that no one was watching then laid down his gun and rummaged through my cooking gear. He found a corkscrew, opened a bottle of my wine, then took a big swig."Bastard," I whispered to myself.It was an unusually warm day for. ”He laughed. “Annette and I have an open marriage and we sometimes entertain together as well,” he confessed as he opened up his iPad again.He showed her a picture of a very beautiful, well dressed brunette. She didn’t seem much older than herself. He then opened up another photo. “And this is her with her American lover.”Julia gasped. Annette was naked and holding hands with a very handsome, naked, muscular black male. He had an erection of unbelievable size. “Bloody hell!”He smiled. “She’s. His lips tugging at the velvet ones of her pussy. Her's planting wet kisses along his phallus. Whispered pleas filled the air and mingled with the soft and deep moans of desire."Tommy... harder," Carmine whimpered. Her mouth hovered over his balls and she breathed hot air against them. She shuddered when she felt the firm dragging muscle of his tongue sweep between her lips.Thomas relished her taste. It had changed over the years, grown sweeter, like a fine wine. He looked forward to drinking. "John we need to talk," Jackie said in a soft voice.I guess she thought she would break it to me slowly. But I knew where this talk was headed. I'd heard her conversation with her "special friend" on the answering machine. If you answer our phone after the machine starts to record, it continues to record unless you turn it off. Only then it records both sides of the conversation.Yesterday as I breezed into my apartment I found Jackie wasn't home. That was unusual because she normally gets home.