Crystal says he isnt aware that she tells me all about their activities when she comes home. But, they do seem to talk a lot at work and on the phone....Recently, I think he has begun to look at her as more than just a sex partner. One time, I saw an e-mail he sent her that ended with ILY. I have to wonder if they hide their wedding rings or take them off when they meet up at a hotel or at his house when his wife is away. My wife has even received threatening texts from his wife and they continue. A door near my bed opened to a room-sized closet, where soon, her servants would neatly place all my pretty clothes. Another led to a huge, tiled bathroom with an enormous sunken tub and a steaming waterfall shower. A wall-rack held bottles and bottles of rare, scented oils. She told me they came from all over the world. There were small groupings of candles placed here and there, casting a soft, warm ambience about the space. Here is where I would begin each day from now on. These two rooms. ‘Lie back,’ she said. ‘Right back.’ She was standing there with her full flesh-coloured corset on, her tits as big as basketballs, her big beautiful thighs with the tan nylon stockings coming half way up them and the soft-white flesh above her stocking tops bisected by the suspenders … and the rag, still in place hiding her cunt[b. ‘Put you legs together.’ She ordered me. ‘And lie back like I told you! Stick that big cock up! I wondered what she was going to do. She was holding the rag in. I used those equations to keep us moving in the right direction."Wanda said, "That's really..."Mark offered, "Unbelievable? Incredible? Strange? Weird? I've used up all the words like that over the years. The only thing I really know is that it did happen - there's a police report - a murder case that's probably coldfiled by now - and I have the tabletop in a safety-deposit box." He sighed. "I go look at it every once in a while to remind myself that it really happened." I really don't know.