He might as well be a machine at this point. His movements, the movements of the balls in the air…everything… even your experiment, its just a se... of harmonic sequences overlaid one upon the other. And…’ ‘That’s a pleasant thought old man, but I’m afraid it’s a lot harder than that’ ‘No its…it’s…’ the man stuttered, and then stopped. We’d stopped listening. He probably had a point though. Not just anyone knew about harmonic sequences. That old man might have been a tenured professor at some. She had a crop top on and skimpy pants,i tried to look away but being a breast man my eyes were tranxfixed on the gap under her arm as she walked away from me,her breasts were heaving up and down.Ray came out of the bathroom with the bag and some rubbish and went downstairs and i heard her go outside for a moment,i had to get these thoughts out of my head and carried on with my work.Eventually i had to get rid of some rubbish and made my way downstairs to go to the rubbish bin outside.As i. ”“It’s OK,” she answered, slowing walking down the stairs. “I figured it out on my own today. Becky, can I watch some TV downstairs for a while?”“Sure!” I led her past Ed, who just stood there stunned, and as we reached the living room I gave her the remote and whispered to her, “” She just smiled and flicked on the TV and turned the volume up fairly loud as I left.Ed was sweating bullets in the hall as I led him upstairs to my bedroom. I was so giddy after not being able to show my love. " He looked up at me his face flushed red, eyes wide with lust."But she's my wife you can't . . ." I know, but I just . . ." He broke off and just pushed forward his cock head disappearing between her sex lips. He pulled back just a fraction and then pushed again and I found myself watching this man, a stranger, sliding his cock into my wife's body.When his potbelly rested on her mound, I knew he was almost all the way inside of her. I then heard Angie give a low grunt followed by a long sigh..