The next pic hit me like a thunderbolt. There in the mirrored reflection of his bedroom wardrobe were the unmistakable features of my best friend Dave...My wife was blatantly lying to me and was at this very moment fucking my so called best friend in our marital bed.Dave had always been a serious player and had commented many times in the past how horny he thought my wife Becky was. He would always be casting furtive looks, drinking in her Silver blonde hair resting on her shoulders. He. My heart was thumping because I was kinda scared and didn't know what would happen when I started to tease him. Lying down on the floor with my feet pointing to Arty I pretended to be reading my book. Slowly, kinda absent mindly I brought my knees up and then, pretending I had an itch on my knee, I scratched my knee knocking my PJ's up to my crotch. As I turned a page I let my legs spread wide apart for about five seconds and then closed them and pulled my PJ's down over my knees, covering up. .err...relief?" You mean have I been unfaithful to your father? No Jake. Never. But much as I have become accustomed to occasionally being forced to see to myself it would be good to have a virile man in me and I'm getting so I could scream if that doesn't happen pretty soon."This is turning out to be quite a summer break he thought but the revelations were not over yet. Not by a long way.'"Jake, listen. You are old enough and mature enough to be adult about these real life situations so. No, she didn't really go away, still in my thoughts. In fact given, my present situation, it would have been damned odd if she hadn't been. I'd bumped into Jan earlier this morning and had allowed myself to be seduced into having coffee with her. The thought had been a pleasant one; Jan's company was welcome. The thought of going back to our empty house had been banished as she stuck her arm though mine as we walked back across the park. I'd better add that no one thought it odd of Jan, or you,.