“You couldn’t fucking WHAT?!”.“I just couldn’t help it...you looked so good! I got excited”. With this she let the towel slip further, her...breasts now fully exposed, glorious and full. She made sure he caught an eyeful then quickly pulled the towel back up. She knew he was even more helpless now, his last defences entirely gone.She smiled. An evil smile. “It’s ok Brett” she said softly kneeling now, making sure her sizeable cleavage was perfectly on display. “You’re a healthy young MAN. I. For some reason I couldn't keep my eyes off that cock, only moments ago the instrument of adultery, embedded in a pussy that was not his wife's. But though his body was languid his face registered alarm, alarm and fear. And he had good reason for his fear and alarm, for Scott was well aware of just how fierce I could become when I felt betrayed or became pissed off.Not that I was entirely surprised. One before I had caught my husband cheating. I didn't catch him red-handed that time, but the. "It certainly was GLOOD for me." Her latest victimcould only stare until the paralyzing agent wore off.When he had first woken up he felt like he was in a scene from Dexter.He couldn't move his body and he could barely make out the pictures ofall the fat women he had ridiculed over the years at the gym taped tothe wall opposite him. Then she had rolled a mirror in front of him andplaced his glasses on him as he sat on the wooden floor. Clearly seeinghimself for the first time he passed. "I have listened to Mr. Strough's proposals myself," she said. "He is suggesting that we accept 'de facto' independence from WestHem but that we allow their corporations to retain control of the various industries on the planet." That is correct," Hotbox said. "And I believe that Mr. Strough makes a lot of sense. WestHem is never going to accept losing Mars. They are going to keep sending more and more troops here until they take it back and condemn all of us to an ongoing military occupation..