‘Hidden in plain sight I see.’ He tried to remember how Eva took her tea from when they were helping that old lady with the dickshit dog, or whate...er it was called. ‘Dickshit? That wasn’t the kind of dog. What was that?’ ‘Cock-a-poo. Not a dickshit.’ Eva sounded irritated but he saw she was holding in a laugh. ‘I left the dogs outside. They are harmless really, well, except Bellyboy. But he’ll get to know you and then he’ll be fine.’ ‘What the hell are you doing with all those dogs?’ Jeff sat. They reach around and touch each others ass. Bill moves his hands to caress her breasts. He starts to feel his cock become erect and push against Brenda’s leg. She reaches down and strokes his now throbbing meat. She strokes his cock as they continue to kiss. Bill wants to bend his wife over and shove it in her ass but knows better than to try. He turns her around and from behind slides his rock hard cock into Brenda’s drenched pussy. He pumps his meat in and out of her firm slit. The. Like Pippa, I also had work and on days when I publish I am a bundle of nerves. I find it hard to settle and can’t wait to rush home to see if anybody has written any nice comments. Knowing Pippa finished work before me and would also be making a beeline for her computer really got me on edge and, as if by magic, made the second hand on the office clock rotate at a pace usually attributed to snails. Eventually though the day was done and I raced through the rush hour traffic eager to read the. She was a good person who had done a bad thing. OK, I could live with that. She could keep the kids and I would pay child support.These were the thoughts that occupied my mind as I drove home to meet my wife. I was not sure I could go through with this evening but I had to try. I couldn't confront her until I had proof. In the back of my mind was this tiny voice that kept denying all of the information that I had so far. It kept insisting that something was wrong. I ignored it. Facts were.