Deliberately she'd put on her stockings and her high-heeled shoes before sitting in the armchair and spreading her legs obscenely for me.I was already...hard as I knelt before her and admired her beautiful little slit, the slit that I used to think was just for me!I wondered if she'd sat like that for him, legs wide apart, offering herself to him, offering her cunt?Did she cling to him sobbing with pleasure when he was fucking her?Who'd initiated it to begin with? Was it her, with her elfin like. I couldn't understand how quickly she had changed from the sweet demure woman who had been my wife for years into a hot little slut, willing to fuck anything that wore pants.I had always known that Jim kind of lusted after Aline. This was the first indication that Joline let her husband play around and even fuck her own cousin much less other women? How had Aline become involved in this sexual circus, even going to the point where her lust allowed her to perform in a public setting; but, then. ’ She reddened and quickened the pace to her office. Once inside, Suzanne shut the door and leaned back against it. How could she continue working in these conditions? She had to do something about this guy. But how could she? She had lapped up more of his damned potion the night before. He was ruining her life and she couldn’t do anything about it. Well, he wouldn’t ruin this morning and, if she played her cards right, he wouldn’t ruin any more of her days. The way she had it figured, his. Paul worried that she was merely skimming the material and not reading it for its structure and content. Then he saw the concentration readily apparent on her face and began to relax. Looking around the restaurant, he noticed a pretty young thing, tall, blonde and succulent, no older than 19 or 20, flirting with a somewhat older businessman. She looked so good Paul could almost taste her.Carol noticed him ogling the pretty young thing at the next table and put the manuscript down moments before.