I drove the bike into the garage and parked it, but took the two helmets and the two beers in with me, dropping the first two on the breakfast bar. I ...pened one of the beers and put the other in the fridge. I took a long, refreshing pull from my open beer and immediately began wondering if two were going to be enough. I put the beer on the coffee table in the living room and opened the front door to stare down at the two boxes."They're not going to move themselves," Cooper laughed."I know," I. And, at their side would be a nice, tidy woman, cruising through late middle age, a little worn, perhaps, but in good working order and still with a distant twinkle in her eye.For me, semi-retired, divorced, and with time on my hands, this endless catwalk of eligible but attached females was as frustrating as it was exciting. I was sure that some of the husbands would be only too glad to have their wife entertained for a few hours as long as she was returned in good condition and untroubled by. Mr. Black just told you he wants to see you in his office. How do you feel about that?" I... I don't know." You don't know why he wants to see you. Are you a little...worried?" I guess so..." What are you worried about?" I'm...afraid he might have seen me take something." What did you take?"Her eyes darted around the room. "A...CD player...from somebody's desk."I followed her gaze and picked up the one she was looking at. "Like this?" Yes." Where did you put it?" In...in my purse." What. We both got up, quickly dressed and looked around the house. It didn’t take long to find my sister curled up in the fetal position on the couch. She heard us coming, and exploded in a tirade at us. We let her get her anger out. “How could you two? I have show you nothing but love. Both of you. I even let you two fuck on our honeymoon. Apparently that wasn’t enough. You two needed more of each other? You know I would have let it happen. But you snuck behind my back. And what I saw. Not just.