It had all been too easy, I kept thinking.“Joan, what if it hadn’t been a blackmail threat that caused the fight. What if it have been about somet...ing else. I’ll bet you dollars to donuts that the Commissioner is about to have an accident or the worst case of suicide you ever saw. Just as soon as our information goes public,” I said.“No,” she said. “My bet is we have that accident.”“Come on let’s get out of here. We need to be in a public place where the accident story won’t fly.” I said it as. At thirty-seven, her metabolism was slowing, and she’d put on a little weight since the last time that she’d worn them. “Here goes nothing,” she whispered as she pulled her blouse over her head and removed her jeans. Keeping her eyes away from the mirror, she pulled on the skirt and sweater, took a deep breath, and then turned for the moment of truth. A wide smile spread across her face when she saw the image looking back at her. Her stomach might not be as flat as it once was, but some of that. ” I replied.She smiled and waved at me and walked out of the room. A few seconds later I heard the front door open and close.Beth texted me later that night that Lance was watching her every move so a phone call was out of the question. She had to go to the bathroom just to message me. I decided not to reply in case he would be close. Although, it was not unusual for me to talk to Beth, I just though any increase in our normal pattern might be bad for her. Less is better, especially now.I went. For a few minutes we just lay there on his bed, trying to catch our breath. I stared at the ceiling.“What are you thinking?” Chad asked.I looked at him. Oh those eyes. “You of course.” I responded with a smile. He jumped on top of me and purposely banged my dick with his one hard time; and leaned in so that his nose was pressed against mine. “Well…Tell me exactly what you’re thinking then.”“Alright. “ I said. “I’m thinking how amazingly gorgeous you are. And that I got to fulfill my fantasies.