Does he think I’m going to take it? She thought to herself. She moved on to the Kandinsky. The guard’s eyes followed her. He was young. Early twen...ies. He looked uncomfortable in his uniform. The blue blazer was untailored and a size too large. The gray slacks were probably polyester. She strolled into the next room. The Monet dominated one wall. Some lesser Van Goghs were on the other. To Marian’s surprise the security guard followed. Maybe they have a route, or something, she surmised.. ..The children were nestled all snug in their beds, with visions of Xbox games and Dora the Explorer toys dancing in their heads. Katie got halfway down the steps, then thought better of the idea, returning to lock the door to the kids' hallway. She didn't want any interruptions. Not tonight.She made her way into the guest bathroom downstairs, where she kept an extra set of toiletries for nights when it just seemed too much of a pain in the butt to climb the steps and get into bed.And for. He began to suck on her swollen clit and she screamed with ecstasy. He felt the warm gush of her coming and took the chance to push her back on her bed. He leaned over and kissed her, raising her up to pull off the shirt that she had neglected to remove. He lightly flicked her nipple with his tongue and then began to suck on them wholly, occasionally nibbling and pulling with his teeth in the way she loved. He moved down further, tracing lines with his hands and tongue. Down her breasts, across. I looked back at it and saw it had fallen on top of her wedding ring. It had not moved since she threw it last week. It was so erotic I pointed it out to Sara and Marcus. We all marveled at the sight of the large used condom d****d over the symbol of our marriage. It made me think about the power of sex over the economic security and comfort that marriage provides.I pulled out the camera and took a shot of the condom lying on top of the ring. I found a pen and wrote on the picture "My Wife's.