It tears from the note pad, rising up toward the ceiling. Small starbursts surround it, twinkling in the darkened room. The paper seems to fade, growi...g more and more transparent until it is gone, along with the sparkles, leaving no trace that they had ever been there. The only remnant of the letter is the impression on the note pad and moist splotches. ~~~~~ The next few days are a blur of activity. She has totally forgotten about the letter, not even noticing that it has effectually. The window is closed so the voices are muffled but your view is clear. It is hubby and a young girl, maybe 19 or twenty. She must be the fresh out of high school girl he hired just a few months ago. The lights are off in the office and hall way but on in the shop are. You can see into the shop but they cannot see into the office and hallway where you are. You stop in the door way of the office area and listen for a minute. Something in the back of your mind is telling you to just wait, don’t. The fixed line listed is a payphone outside of a downtown bar. I suspect the other number is a burner that will probably go straight to voicemail.” He stood up and walked toward the door.I was so preoccupied, I forgot it was my turn to pick up Timmy from extended care at his kindergarten. I tossed the information into my briefcase and flew out of the building. *** I drove like a maniac trying to get there on time, but the traffic was brutal. When I finally got to my son’s school, I saw Marika’s. I went back to her cunt, and she squealed as I nipped her clitoris and held it with my lips, Cathy flicked a finger across it rapidly as Charlotte squirmed on my face, then she screamed and flooded my face again as she came.I felt my own orgasm nearing. Cathy used her cunt muscles to squeeze me, reaching behind herself, she cupped my heavy balls and urged the spunk up out of them. I roared as I shot it, my legs went stiff, and I felt the searing heat as I ejaculated spurt after spurt up into.