Each bathroom was larger than my first apartment; they were almost as big as the master bedrooms.What used to be Melinda and my room has a Mediterrane...n décor along with all the usual amenities: dual sinks, lots of outlets, heated tile floors and so on. We spared no expense. Some days I feel guilty for the amount of money we spent on this house; if we had given it to charity, I'm sure Habitat for Humanity could have built a dozen homes for needy families. But at times like this, the guilt. But they don’t do a lot for shock. After a minute Wendy forced her door open, and in a typical female reaction grabbed her bag. Getting out wasn’t a the best of ideas as she tripped over her own feet and sprawled on the ground. The bag spilled most of its contents including the little pistol which skittered across the centre of the road, deflected off the tyre of a car going the other way and ended up hidden in the overhanging verge on the opposite side of the road. Wendy didn’t notice. At the. She was afraid to go anywhere alone with Martin, under the circumstances and kept looking back at her husband, hoping he would come with them. But he only watched her for a moment, then opened the trunk and began lifting out suitcases and groceries. Oh, well, Martin wouldn't dare do anything so soon, she thought. Not with her husband so close by.She stood behind him as he unlocked the padlock that fastened the boathouse door. Another key opened the door on the lock, and he opened it, stepping. Completely stark naked. I stopped dead in my tracks and I know my mouth must have dropped open. I hadn’t seen Tracey naked in about 5 months and here she was. She was standing against the wall in the living area. Her clothes were folded nicely and sitting on the kitchen bar. The sunlight coming in through the balcony window made her body glow. Her beautiful light brown hair cascaded across her shoulders and caressed her breasts. She had a sexy smile on her face as she watched me stare in shock.