But slowly, it dawned on her that it was more than that. She never, of course, confronted him with her suspicions, but as time went on and their posi...tion in London became more deeply involved with the liberal life-style of theatre folk, her reservations turned into convictions. It hurt at first. She found it demeaning, annoying and frustrating to wonder who, sitting around her table at a dinner party for instance, was being shagged by her husband, or which one of this week’s cast was he. How had she found out? Why wasn’t she angry, upset, mortified; what should I say? What should I do? The expression on my face must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights! But my wife just smiled, then broke out into peals of laughter.“You look like a little boy who’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar” she said through the laughter. “I wish I had a camera, so I could take a picture of that look on your face”.“How…what…” I stammered, not knowing what to say. Was she guessing?. So be patient and get ready to go. The sooner we're gone the sooner we're back and in that tub." With that she kissed me on the nose and jumped off the bed.I walked into the guest bath and picked up the phone. I dialed Josh's number from memory and told him what I wanted done and asked him to have the papers dropped off at the suite later today. I hung up from him and made the call for Beth's surprise.I hung up the phone after making several more calls and reservations for Beth's surprise and. I slid the cubes right to the bottom of her knickers right over her delicate area. She was also completely hairless down there. I also put an ice cube down the back of her pants and slid it right in between her ass cheeks. She clenched them but they were easily held in place.I saw the cubes in her bra were still in place but stuffed a few more in anyway. I then put some under her feet and toes down her socks. Again she squirmed so much. I lay on my bed and had a play with myself, I was so.