At first she was confident, even a little glad that she was finally taking action. But as she got closer to Scott's office, doubt and fear began creep...ng back in. Fresh thoughts of how her husband must have given in to temptation plagued her mind. Paranoia mixed with lust, causing her to no longer think straight.When she thought of Marcy and those luscious red locks of hers, those sexy smooth legs, those perfect perky tits ... how could any man resist that? The closer she got, the more her. " "So?" "So, she's wearing an eight-hundred dress and has a million other expensive things around here. In short, since the company has taken off, she has taken me for a ride. If I stay married, she'll run me out sooner or later. If I divorce her, she gets half my money anyway. So, you can see the problem here." I scratched my head again as I glanced at the floor. "Are you suggesting that I sleep with your wife, so you don't have to pay her a divorce settlement?" "Yes, so we both benefit here.". She trimmed her bikini region, something Clarence preferred to do himself, but since he was gambling, and they were going out tonight, she was determined to take care of it herself. After satisfying herself that her legs and pubis were properly groomed, she stood up and rinsed in the hot water, then shaved her armpits. She had to make sure everything was right, because the dress she was wearing tonight wouldn’t leave much room for grooming mistakes, or imagination for that matter. Satisfied,. Camera in hand and standing in the doorway with Hard On Of The Year happening, I started filming. You have no idea how hot it was to be watching Amber and Melissa, kissing, touching and playing with each other. Their hair was wet, obviously from having a shower, probably together, and again, I could smell coconuts. The lit candles provided just enough light for the camera. I didn’t know what to film exactly, so I kind of just panned back and forth between them. I had to look, so I pulled back.