He'd won, I'd lost.Angry again, I began to work on my fake story, trying to keep my bile down as Giselle walked up to the front door. I went into the ...itchen and got out a cold beer. I was desperate to do anything to keep my mind busy while I worked at calming down inside. This was not the time to mess up and blow my plan all to hell.After talking to my lawyer I'd found out exactly what the court's would expect on our divorce. I was reasonably certain that Giselle would welcome the divorce. Ana crooned in surprise as sensation shattered her again and again, bathing her in liquid heat. ‘Now you’re ready,’ Sean declared against her thigh. Ana lay panting and sated while he made his way up her body, kissing and stroking her as if he couldn’t get enough. He tucked a pillow under her back and placed her in the middle of the bed for his taking. Kneeling between her golden legs with his hands hooked under her knees, Sean looked like a pagan warrior, ready to claim his victory. He licked. “Its fine, we're all adults, and your both single so what you get up to is your business. I was only messing” she said, still grinning.“So your not shocked or offended then?”“Me, offended. Not a chance. When Karen told me, I was more intrigued rather than shocked” Mandy replied. “Like I said, your both single and having fun, where's the harm in that.After a while, the conversation went back to some normality, and Mandy told me she left her husband because he wasn't showing her any. We have a comparatively big house for 3 people to stay. Because house is big and to meet daily house hold needs we hired a maid whose name is Laxmi (which I told you in last story). She was an average south Indian woman. Not good nor bad, in her mid 30’s, 5.2feet, 34 32 38, medium complexion decent looking and very inviting face expressions.She was very naughty and from day we had our sexual relation she started to be naughty even when my wife was at home. To avoid problem I stopped looking.