Then I hung up and went to the back of my house again and reentered the crawlspace with the hammer and drill.I didn't want to leave the weapons of mas... destruction where they could be found and possibly point a finger at me. I see now, that logic didn't track. Who would be the first suspect? The enraged, wronged husband! The car was thrashed in my driveway! I crawled over to the ledge where I had kept my pellet gun stashed and removed it from the sealed plastic bag I used to keep it clean and. Our hips touched, wide and feminine, so different than a man, yet equally as strong. Our pussy mounds finally pressed together, the pressure sending warmth flooding between us. I could see whatever outrage or resolve within her crumbling like a sand castle on the beach when the tide comes in. And I felt the opposite happen inside me. Something sparked. A fuse had been lit. Eve’s eyes fluttered. She moved in to kiss me, breath sweet, lips moist and glistening, open and ready. It would be. As I was driving away and I turned the corner I noticedthat my cock was swollen and needed immediateattention. I called my secretary real quick to tell herthat I was going to be late this morning and pulled mycar to the side of the road. I walked through a coupleof my neighbor’s yards to get to my backyard and wentstraight for the bedroom window. As I approached I heard the obvious moans of my wifeand as I looked inside I got conformation that Mark wasfucking my wife, and let me tell you. My hand was covered in the thick goo from within me. I finished my shower and took a nap. Around 7, I went upstairs and let myself in. Marcy was finishing up aworkout tape and looked hot in her tights and sports bra. I grabbed a beer as she headed off to the shower. I noticed that she did not close the door to the bathroom completely but did not give it too much thought, after all it was her home. I clicked around the TV when she came out from the bathroom. She was had a bath towel wrapped.