The next time that I saw Zara — and the first time that I actually got to speak to her — was about a month later at the opening of an exhibition o... paintings by Nicholson Narbo, the guy who did those Barnet Newman-style vertical stripe paintings, usually in shades of deep red and black and navy. To this day, I don’t know why I was invited to the opening. Perhaps it was because I had written a little piece about Clarence John, the marine artist, for the Evening Standard. Or perhaps it was just a. I kissed her goodbye and sat wondering what was going on as I finished my coffee. I decided that there was something going on and I had to find out what it was. I looked in the clothes hamper and found another pair of panties that I did not recognize. It was in the same condition as the pair I had found the day before cum stained crotch and a hard film inside them.Now my mind started racing and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Was my wife having an affair? I decided that I would go. Case after case of the jars were shining up at them. Bob told him that he wanted ten cases of the extra mild, and six cases of the mild. The gentleman's eyes twinkled as he stated, "I think you have heard Senor Vince tell about my other's. SI? He says it was so TASTY!!!" Bob laughed with him. "He DID!" He told us he had to have Chloe put in the gas. He was afraid he would start a fire with his breath." They all laughed. They talked for a few more minutes and made sure the boxes were held secure. He hoped Cindy would see the huge bulge of his hardon in his pants and that she'd know it was all due to her and his anticipation of fucking her again. Reaching over to Cindy, Chuck placed his right hand directly over her breast and he loved the feel of the rounded mound inside the underwire cup of her pushup bra. Tim had noticed that his sexy wife had begun to dress hotter and sexier than she ever had and he had loved all the results he'd observed of their new sexual partners. Cindy began.