He was famous for his vindictive and obsessed fits of jealousy that had claimed several victims recently. The foolish fellows had unwisely succumbed t... his wife's web of seductive intrigue guided by the leadership of their shafts of immediate pleasure and complete lack of logical consideration.Admittedly, I was in somewhat of the same line of thinking when I stood above the beautiful Mrs. X and peered down her down at perfectly shaped artillery rounds with nipples to die for quivering in. She held her hands in front of her, jiggled her foot and kept glancing around the room.“Good. I’m glad she’s okay. Do you know when she’ll be back at school?”“You can ask her yourself.” She bit her lip. “She wants to see you.”“See me?”Emily nodded and sat in the chair opposite. “She wants you to go around her house after school tonight. She says there’s something she needs to tell you. She wouldn’t tell me what it was, but...”“But what?”“But I think I can sort of guess what it is.”“So what. Smiling, Brian finished unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off began undoing his trousers. We both knew where this conversation was heading!“I’ll give you three guesses and if you’re right let you take my panties off.” I told him, probably a bit corny.Actually the panties I had on were a sort of lavender colour and I doubted he’d guess right anyway! I was right Brian’s 3 guesses were rather predictably black, white and red.“No you’re way out.” I told him, lifting my skirt to prove it. “So. She didn’t care. She kept her eyes closed, letting herself sink deeper into the comforting embrace of sleep. He was gathering her against him, murmuring about needing to tell her something she might not like. Not now. She was too sated and happy to hear something she wasn’t going to like.Davariel stared at her sleeping form in his arms, feeling his eyes sting with moisture. It was better this way after all. He pulled out of her, feeling her internal muscles cling to him, as if not wanting to.