I picked them up thinking how strange it was they were in his room because I distinctly remember wearing that pair yesterday and I know that I had put...them in the laundry hamper. So I knew they must be dirty. I smelled them just to check and not only did I get a whiff of my own scent but the strong odor of his cum too from this morning's masturbation session.The realization of my find was just starting to sink in when my phone rang. I ran to it hoping it was David, but it stopped just as I. While guilt was burning my heart, I closed the door, went straight to the loo and masturbated. I had a super blast ejaculation. I went back to bed. Someone knocked my door around 10:30 AM and it was Sameera. She was fresh. It looked like she took bath and changed the dress.I wished her good morning and she was very shy for the first time. She asked me what happened last night. I told her everything except my visit to her bedroom in the morning. She apologized to me for her behavior. I told her. At least twice a week she would leave for an open house. I was really suspicious as she was dressing very provocatively even buying new sexy clothing to wear. Several times she came home after I did and when straight to the shower to get cleaned up. Finely I had had enough and confronted her. Challenging her on the time she was taking trying to sell those houses and the money it was costing us as after two months of not selling one. And the fact that we had not had sex since she took on the. The water lapping at her anal rosebud and continuing lower, the water's surface tension forcing it to cling to her body rather than falling to the floor as gravity would otherwise mandate. Her skin, already in a state of elevated awareness, recorded the particulars of every drop's meanderings and sent hurried messages to her synapses, which struggled to cope with the flood of messages that barraged her already swamped consciousness. She finally yielded, and stopped trying to cope with the.