I could only laugh and follow the bait to the bed we have shared in wedded bliss. You lay across our bed staring at the another computer screen showin... the living room and kitchen framed perfectly, grinning broadly pleased at your mischievous subterfuge. Then you tossed the wadded ball of thread connected to your sexy undergarment off to the side, languishing on the covers naked as the day of your birth, avoiding eye contact with me to keep from bursting into another fit of laughter. I smirked. She told me she had cancelled the reservations; but I knew she was now fucking my buddy office in the next room…Later, as they went outside for dinner, I used another key to enter their room. I checked out the place; the bed sheets looked having white stains that could only be semen. I recognized a tiny red thong that Ana used to wear when we fucked. It was wet and also had some white stains…I stood there thinking what to do; but suddenly I heard Ana’s laugh in the alley. I got a perfect hidden. I wanted to ask questions, but I could not. I wanted to know if the sounds around me would tell me where I was, but again there was nothing. Then I was alone.Some time passed how much I don't know. Then I heard a voice,"I saw you kill them."I could not respond, I was still gagged, but who the hell was this and why was she talking to me. Yes "she," it was a woman her voice low and gravelly, but it was a woman.It took a long time before the voice came back. I was still strapped into a chair or. Along the way, she had sacrificed more than she cared to remember. Two failed marriages, neither of which lasted more than three years and no children since she could never spare the time. It had been ten years since she last sat down for a meal with her parents. Her friends were far and few between which in retrospect she thought was understandable. Her overwhelming desire to succeed left little time for friendship and a decade and a half of office politics had forced her to put up emotional.