Iwas desperate to get home to take the photo of my bejewelled belly. Eagerto show James how I had fulfilled his commandment with gusto. I hadalready m...de the decision that the photo for James needed to framedproperly.I undressed from the uniform I had been wearing all day, exchanging thedrab day wear for my stockings, garter belt and panties. I pulled on ashort cropped t-shirt that would easily show off my diamant? embellishedbelly.Laying back on the bed, I fired off several shots with my. What I wanted could easily have been done by a sympathetic girl friend (plenty of those when you are well off) but I wanted my services to be done professionally at a therapy-level with the utmost skill and I did not want to introduce them to any relationships which could compromise them. Also, there is always the risk later exposure and blackmail, as we have seen in the news, lately. Too many men have the careers harmed by enterprising women who consented freely at the time and even signed. I knew that she had cheated on me with an ex-boyfriend pretty consistently. I first almost caught her during the night of our engagement party. As I can't actually prove it I often imagined it went something like this. Her ex-boyfriend Tom and his friend George were there. I had been drinking pretty heavily and so had she. We were both off mingling with the crowd of friends and I had gotten pretty distracted. During this time she had slipped out the upstairs backdoor of the bar onto the fire. I called a local employment agency and got a line on an upper level administrative assistant type person that they could send me. Seems that she just signed up and was looking for full time employment. Her background sounded good on paper so I figured nothing to loose. Single, graduated with a BA in Business Admin with a computer background, 5-years work experience. If she didn’t work out, send her back and try again. ‘Send her over!’ I informed them. Helen arrived the next day and knocked on.