Now as they moved, they quickly unhooked the bras, but didn’t throw them away, instead, as they danced, they would give me only short peeks of the s...in beneath the bra, skin that seemed to glow bright white against their magnificent tans. Their long hair added to the performance, somehow falling over an exposed breast after I got only the slightest glimpse of white skin and the briefest hint of a bright pink areola and nipple. They’d then toss back the hair, but suddenly the loose bra covered. Delahome, most times the wife just went on a binge or is mad about something or had an evening with someone and they come home in a couple of days all sorry and repentant.’ Then he hung up. ‘Son of a bitch,’ I yelled at the dead phone. My head felt like someone was beating it like a bass drum. Instead of the whiskey I took some Advil for my pounding head and sat down in my easy chair. Need to calm down I told myself and laid my head back. My cell phone going nuts woke me up. ‘Hello?’ I answered. I waited to hear the door being locked. Then I went upstairs too. Obviously the door was locked but I could hear the bed make noise and her moan.The fact that they were fucking just a few feet away was a big turn on and I had a massive boner. I stood there for a while and came downstairs.Kept a pillow on my dick and pretended to study.After around 20 min, K came down, said he was going out and went. Soumya came down after that. She did not speak to me but continued packing. But now she had no. However, there was also a sense of relief that I’d caught her before we married rather than after. There was still that unhappy emptiness in the stomach, that I had lost someone I loved dearly, but I knew I had really lost her. There was no point in trying to talk it through with her. It was the trust thing really: she was happily living a lie.First thing on Tuesday morningI after dropping Zena at work, I got the rolls of film to the photographic shop, asking them for extra prints with the date.