"It's the redhead, isn't it?" Her name's Elaina," he whispered, putting his face down."Rob, there's nothing to be ashamed of," she said, answering his...tone more than his words. "My timing sucks, that's all. Sure. We can be friends ... for now."Once she was sure she had his attention, she continued. "I'm putting you on notice. If she ever sets you free, I'm coming for you. Got it?"He nodded wide-eyed at her intensity. She nodded back and returned to her antipasto. Feeling a little numb, Robby. " Sound like a good idea," Evie said, walking up."I'm going to go be with Helen, Margaret said. I'll see you in a little while, Jeff."Jeff acknowledged her, then started to turn into the kitchen, when Evie said, "I'll bring us some coffee. Why don't we sit down in the living room? I'm sure you're tired Jeff, after being on that plane most of the night."Jeff objected, saying that he wanted a sweet roll or two, but Evie shooed him away, saying, "Quit worrying about being sexist, Jeff. You bring. The lipstick bug made a real mess, on the counter and the hammer turned a shade of bright pink. I left it for the slut to clean up later.I checked the lock on the front door and set the house alarm to 'instant, ' meaning that if any window or door were opened, it'd start blaring.When I entered the bedroom, she was kneeling again, on my side of the bed. I pulled off my polo shirt and then my slacks. I went over and sat on the bed and shuffled over to be right in front of her. The prosthetic legs. The dickhead had a reputation around the office and if reading porn sites has taught me anything it’s that it is always the boss.“OH YEAH! Shove that thing in me baby! Make me your little whore!” Damn she was really getting into it. My anger surged as I opened the door and started taking pictures.I was not prepared for what I saw.My wife was lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open and working a vibrator between her legs. Her eyes were shut tight and she looked like she was really.