It, no doubt has a great view as you use the little remote we bought together to take pictures. Moving from pose to pose I watch as your hands disappe...r, toying with the hem of your skirt, dancing to the music.I can almost see that cute smile on your face. The one that lights up your face, you could look so damn cute and sweet and innocent if only I didn't know better. The first time that you went from sweet and smiling to biting your lip, the darkness that flashed in your eyes reflecting. She had her dinner in her birthday suit. All the while, she was moving her hands over her skin, sometimes over her breast, sometimes ass, sometimes naval. I could see that her nips were pointing as if aroused. After dinner, she went to our room and started reading some book while I watched TV. Even I was only in my shorts and bra. Just then I heard some sound from my bedroom. I went in and was amazed at the scene. Tammie was reading adult story book and fingering herself. I had heard her moans. My husband was used to seeing men get erections and start wanking their woman hungry cocks, and even as I sit here at my laptop writing this story, I am looking at a seven inch erection, being 'chugged' at me, 'Don't forget to pack the creams', I say to my husband, the thickness of my voice, clearly indicating my reaction to what's happening next door.My husband gets the message, and takes the hint, gets up and walks back into the house and closes the balcony doors, where he can sit down and. He was probably just her nextvictim. But still, he had helped her in the end. He had taken my joy,illusory as it was, and crushed it in his betrayal.I rubbed my face and felt the scrubby growth of three weeks of apathy. I went to the bathroom, and saw the ghost of myself in the mirror. I'dlost about twenty pounds, and with the scraggly new beard I looked morelike a squatter than an accountant. Worse, I looked like a corpse, thesad remains of a man betrayed and left for dead in the.