It was clear that somebody had had sex in that bed yesterday and with Lisa's hair on that pillow it was obvious that she had been involved in it. Beca...se of her gym time last evening, she hadn't had a chance to fix the bed without making me suspicious. But I don't think she was too worried about that because I never checked anything in the spare room. If it hadn't been for that dirty glass, I would still have been a happy husband.Lisa had never left a dirty glass in that place. So it was. She sat back on the huge leather sofa and balanced her elbow on the armrest, her cigarette pointed up to the unnecessarily high ceiling."The doctor doesn't know. She says that a trip like this to London, England, might do the trick. Get out of the apartment. Get away from all the memories of Simon and that horrible horrible day! But depression isn't something you get over like a cold. It takes some people longer than others." It must be dreadful for you. We were shocked enough when we watched. I couldn’t help standing there watching him with his shirt off revealing his perfect chest.I slid my hand down into my panties and watched as he cleaned up the few things he had on his back porch. I slid my finger into my pussy after playing with my clit and began sliding it back and forth moaning softly as I added another finger. Watching him there sent me over the edge as I exploded on my fingers then hurried to the bathroom to wash up.About an hour later while I was sitting in the living. Shanthi was wearing a bra that cupped only 25% of her breasts. It only served the purpose of covering her nipples and some area around them. It was so mesmerizing I forgot I had to eat and started to munch off while we started chit chatting about the happenings of the day. My face was glowing with full brightness thinking of the numerous opportunities this newfound nightie was waiting to offer me. With my hungers taken care of for the time being I slipped off into a nap while I could faintly.