You’ve been committing adultery.”“Oh, please,” she said. “Let’s not be overdramatic. I haven’t seen him for two and a half years. It’s...not like you’re breaking up my marriage or anything. We just haven’t got around to the divorce.”Daniel looked into Dixie’s watery eyes. They were naked in bed, postcoital, talking about her husband with a photo album in her lap.“Are you going to turn the page?” he asked.She handed the album to him. He flipped the page. There was a five-by-seven picture of Dixie. Maybe she would have been in the beginning of their relationship, but Exie ensured that she learn how to enjoy herself and sex. That training came in the form of many different sized dildos. She only took the class to try and surprise Exie with something different, something that the other woman hadn’t taught her yet.She picks up the SYMBI lingerie and holds it up. Her mind starts to wonder just how she is going to put it on. “This is something that looks like it would fit Exie,” she mumbles.. It took a few minutes for A.C. to clean up the mess on the floor tiles. It wouldn't do for them to find cum spots in the morning. When he stepped back out of the bathroom, he could hear the sound of the bed creaking from down the hall and it didn't take much imagination for him to know that it wasn't from the two of them playing leapfrog on the bed.The familiar HBO fanfare brought A.C. back from his little trip down memory lane. No doubt about it, even with the perspective of hindsight, that. Every time I looked down I was drawn to her bare legs of which I could see more of every time she moved. Eventually her nightie had ridden up so far that I could see the unmistakable outline of her backside covered by those baby pink knickers. I thought at first this was an accident but this was quickly put beyond all doubt. Eleanor, sweetheart, I called. I think you should adjust yourself, your showing your daddy much more than he should be able to see! Oh but daddy, I thought that this was.