I really am an exhibitionist, and a voyeur. I went up the stairs to the window, paid my money and received a reassuring smile from the young guy there... No need for embarrassment, it said. We all know what you are here for. It was a pleasant feeling. Next stop was the locker room. As previously, mainly middle-aged business type men, dressing or undressing. The types one sees in an office, wearing a suit, but most of this lot were half-naked. Not a fun looking bunch so far. Perhaps a little. Kelly swiftly rolls on top of me and holds my hands down against the pillows. I struggle underneath her whining about her special students. "Shhh," She kisses me, "Shhh, I'm messing with you. You're everything to me. I would never want anyone else, including my ex-special-students."I stop struggling and look into her eyes. "Yeah?"I ask softly. Kelly nods her head and initiates a deep slow kiss that allows us to reconnect after everything that had just transpired. She releases my wrists and cups. " She shrugs." "Well, we won't be doing much anyway, so I said yes when they asked me." "No problem. I'll ask Tina to come over."Shit he thinks to himself."She might still be decorating." "And she might like a break." She replies stonily.He puts his arms around her from behind and squeezes her then kisses her neck. Strangely, she moves her head to one side to allow him to do this."Shall we ... go upstairs?" She almost whispers. "What?" he chokes? This isn't my wife! He thinks to himself."Well,. I ignored the noise the cases made on the gravel and was soon pressing the doorbell, which sounded with a loud chime when I pushed it.I took a step back and waited. It was quiet outside, but I soon heard voices coming from inside the house and then the loud “Click!” “Click!” “Click!” sound as someone inside the house made their way to the front door. From the large, round frosted glass panel in the centre of the door, I could see that it was a woman, although I couldn’t make out what she looked.