For the next three hours we sunbathed, gossiped and watched video on our Iphones. Inside I was hoping Joe would come back outside and join us, but he ...ever did. Just as we were both laying there our bellies started to rumble so we when in to get something to eat.Inside there was Joe with two friends in front of the TV watching the Indy500. Bottle of beer and bowls of chips on the coffee table “Gee Joe what did mom sy before she left this morning about keeping the living room clean?” huffing. I came back downstairs at lunchtime and she and her team were still out of the office so i decided to risk sneaking into the locker room as our office was pretty quiet with only a few people around. sure enough at first her skirt and blouse were laid out on a bench then i noticed an open locker and inside were her heels and her freshly worn tights on top of the heels! bingo! my hands were shaking as i lifted them up and they felt so soft and sheer and still crumpled a bit after being taken of. This is all started on facebook. When we used to chat daily, one day she is not responding fast so I thought she is sad and I asked her. First she didn’t tell me anything but as the time passes I asked her again then she told me that her husband is not a good men. I asked her what happened then firstly she hesitate but when I forced her then she told me that her husband didn’t talk to her nicely so as his mom also. All he wants from me is sex, even my mood doesn’t matter. To hear this I said. She must have come three more times before pushing me away, crying, ‘No more . . . please, no more!’ We cuddled up and rested for a while, each of us engrossed in our own thoughts. I knew she was thinking of me and of course, I was thinking about her, and our future, if there was to be one. Eventually I called in an order for pizza and we sat on the couch, Megan in a robe and me . . . well I stayed naked. As we were finishing our pizza, she confided that for the past week she’d been.