“Hello,” she said, offering the flummoxed woman her hand. “I’m Molly.”She asked the woman to come over to a table the staff used to take bre...aks. Saying only a few words, Molly went over what it would take to do the repairs required to return the place to exactly how it was, including the locker rooms and apartments, to their state before today. Well, how it was less the bodies in the locker room.“Your estimates seem a bit high,” the older woman said.Molly just pulled up the insurance company’s. " Marcia smiled and then sucked him deeply into her mouth. "Mmm, I like the thought of that. The idea of you fantasizing about me makes me smile. Would it surprise you to know I played with myself while I thought about you?" "You're kidding!" Ted responded. It was something he had not imagined and it made him happy. Marcia's eyes sparkled as she smiled back. "Oh, you have no idea, Ted. Especially after the first time we had sex. I just about rubbed myself raw over the next few days. That's when. Never MY wife always the wife. It pissed me off, but when I brought it up he always laughed it off as just a saying. It came to a head a couple of months after my 56th birthday. My husband had business in the city and had been booked in a a downtown hotel for two nights, Wednesday and Thursday nights. His secretary had asked for the week off so I volunteered to cover the office while she was off. Friday morning I had a call from the hotel and this pleasant young woman came on asking if this was. “ why is she driving home now”? I soon learnt the truth when an old friend told me she had been seen in bars late at night, leaving with a black man; also I was told by the boys she would get home early in the morning and use the room down stairs? I quickly hatched a plan as I had pretty much guessed by now what was going on. So towards the end of the following week I called to say I would be working over the week-end. If I guessed right, Friday would be all revealing. I arrived home around 5pm.