Fuck she looked good. I glanced over to a clock and noticed it was nearly four in the morning. An alarm rang loudly in my head and I quickly looked a... Tom. Thank fuck, he looked to be as dead then as he was hours ago. I thought I should get up and go, I felt so tiered and to be honest I felt completely fucked. As I went through the events of last night in my head, I felt no guilt. I was overjoyed to have had sex with Natasha. She was fucking great, given the chance and I hope it’s soon; I’d. ”*** Fifteen minutes later, we were back in our place. On the way home I had made it clear I would do anything to repair the damage I’d done to our marriage. I didn’t actually go as far as including her being with other men, but I was pretty sure she understood that everything and anything could be on the table.I knocked on the bedroom door frame, uncertain about our sleeping arrangements. Allie stepped out of the dressing area, wrapped in a towel with her hair still damp from the shower.“Don’t. . who's there?" I asked nervously."It's me Allie ... Jen." What are... ?" I felt her hands touching my shoulders and then they slowly slid up my arms and gently touched my palms and I shivered it felt so damned good. "Jen I don't think this is a..." I didn't get any farther as her fingers intertwined with mine and she pulled them out of my hair then her fingers began to gently wash my hair. When she moved closer to me I could feel her hard nipples poking into my back and I realized that she had. From the absence of cash and the state of the drawers and closets, robbery was the obvious motive. None of the neighbors had heard anything, or indeed knew anything about the victim, who had kept to herself. Occasionally they had seen strange men enter the apartment, although none had ever been seen leaving. The occupant of the apartment immediately downstairs, an elderly gentleman, claimed that he had heard screams and sobbing coming from above him on several occasions, but his hearing was.