After I was sure I had had enough gazing at the beautiful sight before me, I hollered over to him and said “Oh I’m sorry, didn’t see you there. ...’ll move on.”The young man propped himself up on his elbows, smiled as if to say he knew just how long I had been leering at his physique, nonchalantly scratched his heavy looking sack and purposefully gave his flaccid rod a pull so it would stretch out slightly and lay comfortably on his nicely trimmed bush aimed directly toward his naval. His cock. Steffi took measide for a moment when we got there, as Peter was also looking a littleput out. 'Daddy' she began, but I don't know what she said beforesuddenly she was walking back over to Jacques, and I was heading back overto join Peter. That's when he started to kiss me. I didn't want a guy tokiss me, but the moment his lips touched mine they felt great. I was moreconfused. Peter inched his way closer and kissed me again and it feltreally good again to have our lips touching. He pushed. We hid them well from each other, though i will give Steve the bigger credit in our story. Understand that it was my secret, my dreams, that began the demise of our marriage, but ultimatly it was he who destroyed it. He had a good run, 9 long years he kept his secrets safe from me, but no secret is meant to stay silent forever. Eventually, no matter the effort made to protect yourself, you are bound to fuck up. It is simply human nature, we all fuck up. Some of us only once or twice, and maybe. You will not need them in the house any longer. I’ll expect you within the hour.” He hung up. I was afraid. He sounded gruff and menacing. It takes me close to an hour to drive from my office to home. I had to go back to the hotel and to the grocery. I had to leave instructions for my employees. I had a difficult time deciding what to do. I left the office quickly and without a word to anyone. I left my things at the hotel and raced along the freeway to the grocery store, then on to my home. I.