’ Zane froze for a moment. ‘Say that again?’ ‘Grant is dead.’ ‘How?’ ‘Fatal car crash.’ ‘Was Bella with him?’ ‘No, but his sec...etary was, and she’s dead too.’ ‘Fuck!’ hissed Zane. He knew that meant Grant was cheating on Bella again. ‘When did this happen?’ ‘Two nights ago. It was all over the local news. A huge pile-up on the interstate that killed four people and injured over a dozen. A big-rig jack-knifed on an icy patch of the highway and the rest, as they say, is history. At least it looks. Since we had such a late lunch and with it being Friday, you are fairly certain it will be okay for me to stay. You begin working, stopping every once in a while to look down and smile at the picture I make, curled up at your feet with a sexy smile on my sweet lips, I must be dreaming of what we just shared. You hear the door open and OMG, your partner walks in and you freeze. You must have jerked your feet because you feel me stirring and you are trying not to panic, thinking I will say. Well, putting something in your stomach will help with the flip flops!" Denise said. And so with Brian and I in the back seat and Denise and Mom in the front seats, we headed to the hotel they had arranged for Mom and me to stay in.The hotel was a nice place–not the Hilton, but it was clean and it was close to the William's house and the college. We got Mom and I checked in and dropped off Mom's bags, then went to dinner.At dinner, we talked and had a good time. We discussed what we thought. But that jealousy served as a powerful aphrodisiac and a surge of lust coursed through him. His prick was already hard and now it began to hammer. He grinned. What did he care if his sexy wife was unfaithful to him? She could suck and fuck with dozens of men, as far as Jack was concerned, as long as he could watch!He began to tiptoe down the hallway towards the open doorway through which the incriminating and fascinating sounds were drifting to his ears. He heard a low, throaty moan, and.