The mess was too thick and sticky to be vaginal juice, which sometimes gets leaked by an over excited pussy.It was cum, sperm, jizz, man cum… man cu...m.“Had to work for two hours this morning?” he thought, “leaving a day early for Jane’s place? I’ll be damned. My wife’s been cheating. She’s been fucking another man behind my back. I’ll be Goddamned. Well, I have all the pussy a man could want standing right in front of me. I don’t need that whore any more, I have my own and she’ll do it all…. .. take over, let her off the hook, and tell her I understood. But even though I thought I did, I didn't. Her trauma wasn't even about me. Her decision hadn't been revoked at all, at least the one about me. She had simply made another one, which I knew nothing about, and which she proceeded, with difficulty to confess. Our tryst in the shower had only convinced her of something she had suspected about herself for a long time. She was a lesbian.Her dalliance was not part of some rebellious. ‘I’d better get off,’ I told Chris, as I stood up. I hoped I could get out before Leila was up. ‘No need to hurry, I have to get to work in about half an hour, I can give you and Leila a lift if you like.’ A huge weight dropped in my stomach, ‘A lift?’ ‘Yeah to school, Karen said you two were friends. She’ll by now, go get ready with her and I’ll call you guys when I’m done.’ That was it. I would have to explain all this to Leila. Unless Karen had planned it and Leila knew. My fate had been. It ran from the front wall of the unit, all the way to the kitchen area. That wall of open shelves came with a hanging area for clothes. He sprayed the shelves with the same paint we had used on the wall. Only after all that was done, did I have the carpet installed. It was a lot of work especially with me and Tony being the master builders. That small fact meant, we had no master builders. Tony and I designed things in that first apartment as we went along.We decided that it would be the show.