“Yep,” I said.“What’s your degree in?” he asked.“Engineering,” I said proudly. He burst out laughing. He laughed so hard he fell heavily...against the trunk of one of the trees.“Engineers ... Morons, every God damned one of em. Trust an engineer to find the most complicated solution to the simplest problem.”He started dancing little circles around every tree trunk. He skipped up to every branch and dosey doed around them. I suddenly realized that he was imitating me or perhaps mocking me.“What. I swear I heard him groan out loud through thefloorboards.Every few weeks I added pictures to the folder, mostlyof Kelly and me, but every once in a while, of Kellyand someone else. We didn’t chat again, but I couldtell from the timestamps that my son had checked thefolder regularly.About 8 months later I was adding a few pictures ofsome cumshots I had sprayed on Kelly’s tits when a newsubfolder caught my eye. It was labeled “Chuck and me”and when I clicked it, there. Then I knew if Harold was enough curious, he would know that my sexy wife fucked another guys, lots of them and I was aware of her extramarital adventures…The week end passes with few news and on Monday; as soon as I arrived to my desk, Harold called me to his office. He looked relaxed, more than usual… and he gave me a big smile…“Victor, I found a pretty interesting folder on your computer...” My face felt like it was on fire. “Well, Boss you were not supposed to have looked in there” I dared. A sensual massage is long, slow and erotic, it involves a great deal of nudity and intimate touching. Kandy gathered some oil for the massage, candles, and her favorite Barry White CD. She arranged the candles around the bedroom; put the oil in a warming dish made for it, and put the CD in the player. She surveyed her handiwork, and winked, “Tonight’s the night, we lock the world outside the door, and I’ll take care of my baby.”She fixed his favorite meal, and then went to greet him at the.