Apparently she'd decided to be honest. In some strange way I found that, not comforting, but, refreshing. She'd been sneaking around, fucking another ...an, falling in love with another man, and I found her remarks refreshing, go figure. At any rate I wasn't quite old news yet though I had to think that it was just a matter of time before I was. I had to do something if I was going to save my marriage, I mean, if I even wanted to. Did I? The only thing I knew for sure was that I was scared. . ’ ‘I hope so,’ Oksana thought to herself wistfully. Later that night, there was a knock on Oksana’s door. Oksana had her nose buried in a history book for the next day lecture, so she didn’t bother to get up. ‘Come in!’ As the door creaked open, Oksana saw Leon poke his head in. ‘LEON!’ Oksana quickly began to try to cover herself up. She had only been in a pair of boyshort panties and a her bra with her bathrobe open. ‘Oksana…oh god! I’m sorry!’ Leon covered his eyes as he entered the room. His cock was so hard, it protruded from his underwear. She then pulled down his underwear to reveal a nice cock, already dripping with pre-cum. I knew my Adrian was wet, because I had fingered her in the elevator on the way up to the party. She licked my finger off before the elevator door opened. Back on the balcony, he picked her up and sat her on the ledge. Remember, we are on the 50th floor. She had her arms wrapped around him as he moved down to her vagina and began to lick her hard.. I didn't say much during breakfast, but suddenly Annette said her legs was aching and asked me if I was any good at massage. I said I didn't know but that I could try and see. I started rubbing Annettes lower leg. Her legs was hairy and more nasty than conventionally sexy, but this fact I found very hot by know. I wanted to move my massage upwards, but I didn't. Instead I started rubbing her feet and asked if it had been to anyhelp? Annette thanked me and gave me a long hug before she left for.