The moving in was staged, the slutty actions of Melissa was just to tease and reel me in. It all fucking worked, and what was worse, they made me feel...guilty about my initial part in it all. My infidelity was petty compared to what my wife and Melissa were practising behind my back.“What about last Thursday’s exercise class?” I exclaimed.“I went down the pub,” replied Emily, “I had to leave Melissa to seduce you, how else was I going to catch you out?” Another giggle erupted from both of. "Yes, I am. I'm sorry, but you're the only redhead here so I assumed..."I stood up and gave her a hug, never giving her a chance to pull away. Iread in one of those suicide prevention pamphlets in school, depressedpeople didn't want to be hugged, but I figured that everyone needed ahug.She didn't put her arms around me, but I could feel something in hergive. I felt the little shudders, and knew she was crying.I pulled back, got some tissues from the dispenser on the table anddabbed at her. In my standing there thinking of whatis next, I decide to add a few more wards on the house to be sure! Withthat now done, I walk over to the couch to sit. I then place the largegem on the table top, calm and center myself and then reach into the gemwith my sprit. Once in it I call out to my two most valuable things. Thelast two of my children I placed in it, to save them from the death thatwas surly to come. I call them both from the purgatory of the gem tohere! in the house.I watch as both of. We were 19 but she always looked only about 38 or 39. I’d always had a thing for older women and curvy girls and she certainly fitted into that category. She always wore really short skirts or shorts when I was there, and low cut tops, and I sometimes had to hide the first signs of a hard-on in my trousers.I went round James’ after school one day and finally got to confirm her age. There were banners all over the house saying ‘Happy 39th Birthday Mum’ and there were balloons everywhere. .