Heather whowas in the kitchen getting ready to put a pot-roast in the oven. Heatherwalked in impatient that Ellen was disturbing her dinner routine. ..."Whatis it Ms. Newman?"Ellen stood her legs fidgeted nervously as she said, "Sit down, we needto talk."George thought, 'This is never good.'After Heather was seated Ellen got down on one knee and held Heathersleft hand and held out a mammoth engagement ring. "Let's get married."George started to say something. Ellen put her finger on his lips. Unlike my wife, I had a fair amount of sexual experience before getting married, so I wondered what, if she was having an affair, she was looking for in her lover. What was he doing for her that I couldn't?I decided to find out. I told my wife that I had to leave on a week-long business trip. Instead, I booked myself into a local motel, and then started watching my house from a rental car parked about five hundred feet away.The first day, nothing happened. I stayed in that car for almost. Of course if you don't mind your wife being in a hotel room by herself prancing around in sexy little outfits in front of a black business man." Karen said.Will any thing happen after the modeling show I asked in a harsh voice?Karen grabbed my hard dick and shoved it up her wet pussy."Of course . I won't disappoint you. I will lay on his hotel bed naked with my legs open so he can fuck me down hard into the mattress like only a black man can. It would be just the two of us. I would let him fuck. He continued to use me as a visitor's companion. Each time after they left, he would pump me for information. In some cases, I knew he was testing me. Other times, he was really interested in what I learned. Going back a bit, it was after he killed the two women that I began to realize that I could sometimes hear his thoughts. I also learned to shield mine whenever he or several others were around. I am fairly certain that they couldn't hear my thoughts, but it was like they could sense.