I thought better of ringing the doorbell and risk waking the whole street as I figured it may only anger Sara further. I decided instead to tap on the...window to the bedroom. Going around the side gate, I turned into the garden and approached Dan’s bedroom window. The light was still on inside. Just as I was about to tap on the glass, I saw something through a thin crack in the curtains that led me to stop in my tracks… Dan was standing in the middle of the room with his back to the wall, still. Andrew was adjusting himself and obviously sporting an erection. He moved a little closer and I watched him cock his head as if he were sizing up the situation.“This is good. This is definitely a good size for a spare bedroom,” I shouted into the closet as I backed out quickly and bumped my ass into his bulging tool. “Oops, I’m sorry,” I said as I brushed my hand across his stomach to acknowledge his presence and push him slightly out of my way. I had felt the whole length of his hard cock up. I finally decided that maybe I should answer it to see who it was that was calling me at this hour. ‘Hello?’ There! That wasn’t so hard. ‘Paul? Is that you? My god Paul, where are you and why didn’t you call? I’ve been scared to death. It’s after two in the morning.’ It was Janet. How about that? It was my wife. How did May know it would be my wife? I asked her. ‘How did you know who it was? It’s my wife, the cheater. It’s Janet.’ ‘Paul? Who are you talking to? Who’s there? Where are you? Paul?. Had never thought much aboutthat even though I knew he was a beginning swimmer at school...or maybehe was just a late bloomer in the hairy leg department. Gave me a tinglecatching him like this and seeing what I was being exposed to without himknowing it. Part of that tingle was from me knowing my own legs wereshaved under my pants...and not because I'm a swimmer. Another part ofthe tingle was because he was doing what he was...with panties, even ifthey were Molly's panties. I've always had a.