A big smile lit up her face as she again moved into the middle of the dance floor. Within minutes another man danced up to her. He was about 6 tanned...and athletic looking. This time Jen let him dance up close and really started to dance into him, rubbing herself up against him. She wrapped herself around him and he pulled her close to him. She looked over at me and smiled, before I could react she started to kiss him passionately on the dance floor. I didnt know which was the more powerful. She invited me to her home for a drink. I brought some whiskey and went to her home. I rang the bell and then she opened the door wearing a tank top and hot pants. She was looking very pretty; her 34 sized boobs were partially visible due to the tight top. I was dumbstruck when she asked me are you coming in or not. I smiled and entered her home. I locked the gate and turned around to find her going in. I saw the curve of her ass. She had a round ass which I just wanted to grab and fuck her. ’ Marci said. I finished wiping the floor and left the room, but could still hear Marci talking on the phone. ‘God! That was great!’ I heard her say, then ‘Now what about tomorrow…’ The voice became less audible as I moved away, disappearing altogether as I went into the kitchen. While I waited to be called back, I thought about what I had just heard, both this end of the conversation while I was still in the room, but also those last words. My head filled with ideas and I wondered. Finally, mustering up her sweetest smile she brought a beer over to me without me ordering it. As she placed it in front of me she cheerily asked, ‘Did you have a good day in Berlin? I knew you would want a large beer so here it is.’ I felt that she was putting on a false bravado so I cut to the chase, ‘Magda did you find out anything about my wife and Holger?’ Her smile dimmed a bit as she quickly replied, ‘Not anything conclusive.’ I couldn’t let it go so I pushed, ‘What does that mean Magda?.