After chatting for a few more moments I slipped him my phone number. Smiling I walked out of the club a happy girl. On my way home I decided to shop f...r something intimate that night to wear for Todd. I don’t know if it was guilt or just wanting to have great sex with my hubby. I’ve always been a sucker for frilly and sheer under clothes and knew just the store. It sold mostly vintage lingerie which I love to wear. You know the kind women wore in the 1950’s not skimpy but very feminine fuller. I was now privy, not only to their marital relations, but also to Eric’s kink for sloppy seconds, witnessing it first hand at last.The way that Bobbie rubbed herself against me kept me from going totally limp, too, much to my shock. She kept kissing me as well as pressing her fleshy tits against my chest, even running her fingers through my hair, even as her dear husband, my best friend, drove deeper into her twat. She made noises now that defied human understanding, were only possible if a. "Be careful with that, Mrs. Watson," he said."Yes, I will, Sergeant. I practice with it at the range every three months," Mom told him. The police cars all left. Later someone came and drove the pickup truck off.We all went inside, and Mom made some tea. I was holding Ginny the whole time. She seemed better now. After a few minutes, while the water was heating, Mom took Ginny upstairs to clean up and change clothes. They came down a little later, and Ginny returned to me. She seemed better now. "It's not going to work, Wheelie," I said, barely able to keep the tears from coming. "I don't know where I'm going but Sam is going to need all of his friends." He slowly nodded at me and didn't say anything.I emailed Sam a note. I set my email account to send the note in three days. That would give me a chance to get away. I wrote an email to Sam's mom as well. In the letter to his mom I thanked her for always being nice to me. I explained what I was doing to Sam to her and why it was.