I instinctively put my arm around her trying to comfort her. I then had a decision to make. I could either tell her that I cared about her too, or I c...uld do nothing. The choice was obvious. "I like you too," I said. "Really?" she asked in a rather hopeful voice. Without saying anything, I kissed her on the lips, to assure that I wasn't saying it just to make her feel better. After our lips left each other I could see that she was no longer crying and was now smiling from ear to ear. "Does that. ..Jesus!!" I'd never heard her take the Lord's name in vain, and I'd surely never heard her say the f-word in bed. Who was this woman in my bed? Was it the same woman who stood smiling in her wedding gown photo, which hung on the opposite wall, facing our bed? I saw other photos from our wedding, encased in a frame atop the dresser. I gazed at her smile, her surprise as I fed her a piece of cake, her pride as she flashed her ring for the photographer. Without realizing it at the time,. " she said.I started to take off my white shirt. Mrs. Kane got off the toilet to walk over to lock the door on the bathroom. She took off her pants next. She had a huge pair of black panties. She smiled as she pushed then down her sexy legs. She had a big dark bush covering her pussy. She had a very pronounced hour glass figure. Her top was very round. Her stomach was flat. Her hips and ass were just as big as her top. She was standing naked looking at me as I pulled off my tennis shoes. I then. She smiled and brushed some of her hair to behind her ear and said “Get in your office, Megan is going to be here in a little bit”. As I went to my office she gave me a pat on the ass and a wink. As I settle in my chair I heard the door bell ring and turned on my nanny cams to see my wife flashing her tits to the camera before opening the door to let Megan into the house. Megan came in wearing a pair of khakis, a white tank top under a blue button up shirt that the buttons stopped just beneath.