'I paused in the doorway and studied her. She was lying face down and had kicked the blankets further off of her until they only covered half of her r...ght leg and her right foot. She was still wearing the bra and panties that she had gone to sleep in the previous night. My gaze fell to her large, firm butt and it held my attention for more than a few seconds. I could feel my cock waking up in my pants. I walked quietly over to the bed and sat on the edge next to her. She looked so cute while. I leaned back and placed my hand on my wife's thigh and ran it up to her panties and as I touched the crouch of her panties I found them soaking wet. I leaned in and kissed my wife. We had a few more drinks and we were loaded to the hilt. I knew I could not drive nor could my wife. I told her I would get a room at the hotel next door for us. I left her at the bar as I staggered to the hotel and got us a nice room. On my return I saw my wife next to the lady and one of the guys sitting where I. I had recorded the whole episode and went home and masturbated.I knew my friend eyed her too so I sent him the video. He was shocked and aroused looking at it. But a bigger shock awaited me. He sent various photos of her from the various events, side view of her shirt with two opened buttons, top view of her bending and side view of her naked waist, navel, bra, back.He sat beside me and I never knew when he clicked those pictures. There was no question of ma’am knowing it whatsoever. I told. Someone had been here, either while I had been still in bed or in the bathroom. A newspaper lay next to the kettle. Intrigued I took the paper. My heart seemed to skip a beat as I recognised the header. This was from my parent's hometown. The date was from a few days ago.Fearing the worst, I opened the obituaries first. No-one I knew. With a sigh of relief, I turned the paper over again, rustled through the papers, scanning each page for whatever reason it was here.There it was. A picture of my.