" Okay. Thanks." There was another short pause."John, I love you."I didn't answer. I quietly hung up the phone, sat in my private office, and softly c...ried for the first times in years.I took the rest of the week off using some accumulated sick leave. I knew I was going to do something dumb, I just didn't know what yet.The most probable scenario that I could come up with was that Cassie had gone to see Clayton at the motel restaurant, and then went to his room and had sex with him, for old times. This man thrust into me and then he too gooey. He started to jack off with the head of his cock still inside my cunt. When he came he pushed his cock into me and flooded my insides with his cum. Then the third guy climbed on and thrust into me. His cock made a slooshy sound as it went in and out of my cunt. I heard a womans voice say let me help you with that and could feel her hand bang against my pussy as she stroked the man's cock. I heard one of the men say why is my wife jacking you off?. Deep down, he liked the way he looked, but since thiswas forced upon him, he knew he had to look embarrassed, over this, orthe girls might catch on to the fact that he liked what was happening.The girls were excited, and decided that they should go back to theden and play with Vicky's new little sister. He was led from the roomback down the hall and as he walked he heard the rustling sound of hispetticoats and the clicking of his shoes on the floor. The feel ofthe smooth nylon undergarments. Then it hit me. Dick was part of his ghost hunting team. So I called Jane, sure enough, Dick had vanished without a clue, as well. I slumped downstairs, Jane was going to call Jill – whose husband John was part of the trio of ghost hunters – and we were going to drink margaritas and male bash for the rest of the night. Walking to living room to grab my purse I noticed a message on the answering machine. It was John, on his cell phone, it was a bad connection but the message was clear. Tonight.