I was equally mesmerized as I watched Omar and my wife kissing, and then undressing each other, and the way they both lunged at each other, like two s...tarving people, was exquisitely exciting to me. I stepped back and gave them all the room they needed. I didn't wish to interrupt them in any way at that point."I am going to fuck you very good, my little white princess from Europe," I heard Omar tell her."Oh really?" She replied, smiling up into his face as they laid down onto the bed."Oh yes!". .."Sara got up from her chair and moved to stand in front of Tim. She hugged his head to her belly."You were always the quiet one weren't you." She said.Tim noticed Sara's clean soapy scent as he inhaled. He put one arm around her and pulled her close. His hand rested low on her back. He let it drop, just a bit, to the swell of her ass and could tell she had no panties on. His cock took notice too."Sara," he said, "I need to talk to someone."Sara pulled back and knelt before him. Her eyes. "William?" called a timorous voice outside.He cracked the door open and peered through. "Beatrice!" You're- you're home early." Er, yes," he admitted. They gazed at each other through the narrow opening for a moment."There was such a racket," Beatrice said at last. "Is everything all right." Yes, yes." Making a sudden decision, he opened the door and pulled her in, shutting it behind her.She looked about for a moment in consternation. "Oh my! Are you... are you leaving?"He swallowed hard. "Yes.. Some people could afford it. Some could not.It needed more work. But the funding ran out, and Melody had to look for another job. Jobs in the field of genetic research were few and far between, precisely because funding was so difficult to procure.She hopped from one job to another in genetics, before the need for something more stable was needed, lest she die of anxiety. Stem cell research was hiring, if not at great wages.Now it wasn’t anxiety over whether or not her lab would still be there.