I hear the shower turn on and I know I probably have some time to finish. I start again but this time I’m kinda thinking about Ken more then my husb...nd cause I can’t turn the porn on without him possibly hearing it. I’m soaking wet just as I’m about to cum, knock at the door. I gather myself open the door and it’s a neighbor asking if I can move my car off the road so I grab my keys run out and move my car. As I’m walking back into the house I see the window for the bathroom the blinds are. I’m lost in the beautiful blueness — but I suddenly twitch, alert in a second. She’s staring back at me, not applying her makeup. It's not a look that invites a smile or nod; it’s a challenging, ‘What the fuck are you staring at, you ignorant twat.’I grimace and close my eyes; pretend to doze. It just isn't the done thing to catch someone's gaze on a train or tube. There is an unwritten rule: never make eye contact. Heaven forbid you should ever talk to anyone. Now, not only had she caught me. She’d bought it for him to use on her; that was if he had bothered to show up. “It’s a shame to let it go to waste. Maybe I’ll show the smug, self-centred, bastard, that I don’t need his perfect length and shaped, hard, delicious cock…” She shook her head to rid the dreamy thoughts of his cock from her mind. “I can have just as good of a time without him, and perhaps I might just record it and send it across, so he can hear just how much fun I can have without him.” She crawled to the end of. Regina laughed as she pulled Hannah away and they found some other men to dance with on the other side of the room. And before long Hannah hadn't given that incident another thought.Until now.Now she was looking at that moment and it looked like she was there with the man in question and they were a couple.Looking at another picture, it was one of her seated at a table and it looked like she had her head back while a man was kissing her. He even had his hand on her right knee.Hannah had to.