I was watching her, too. She went in each room making notes on a pad that I didn't know she had. We left an hour later for a light lunch. Over lunch, ...he went over her list with me. She wanted the interior completely repainted. We would re-carpet or put down new flooring all through the house. She said, "Were there any plans for the rest of the day?" I shook my head. "Good. I want to look at some furniture to get some idea of what you like in colors and styles."We left and looked at a lot of. She answered me that there is no consideration necessary, because she will no longer tolerate the miserable marital sex.I asked: "is there no option left?" she said "No if you still want to be with me.She kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear: "You don't need to worry it's just my body that gets shared from time to time" I'm discrete, you and the c***dren will not notice anything"Hearing this from my wifes mouth made me stunned and I thought this can't be for real, she can't be. His pelvis arched up as he flexed his back and the muscles in his ass clenched. His own coppery rosebud peeked from between his cheeks, damp with sweat. If I had had a cock at that moment I would have fucked him with it. As it was, I had to settle for slipping a finger between his cheeks and across his pucker, as he lay panting at the end of the set.At the end of the workout all of his muscles were pumped up and looked huge. The veins in his arms and legs were prominent. His whole body gleamed. “My father told me to get you and bring you back to the Town Hall. He said it was urgent.”Gillen blinked, her mind absorbing the details without really thinking about them. It took a moment for sleep to ebb from her mind but as the words penetrated, the dirk in her hand disappeared. She shook her head a moment, the words finally making sense.“Is it about Goodwoman Masick?” She asked, easing herself up off the bench.Gillen was four inches taller than Bremer and probably fifty pounds heavier but.