He found her panties were soaked with fresh cum, much more than usual. He then held the crotch of the soaked panties to his mouth to lick the wet cum.... He heard, “Oh, my God.” There stood Liz at the bathroom door.He was caught in his usual ritual every Friday night, as his lips were sucking the cum from her panties. He threw the panties to the basket and turned his back not knowing what to say. He had been caught in his perverse act. He was in too much of a hurry to check her panties. . A few minutes later Jamie FaceTimed her.‘How are you this morning?’ He asked.‘Little sore but otherwise ok.’ Lily replied absentmindedly touching her tender cheek.‘I still wish you’d let me come over and call the police.’ Jamie said.‘No Jamie, please.’ Lily replied.‘Ok, ok.’ Jamie replied. ‘What we doing today then?’‘Nothing, I can’t go out.’ Lily replied.‘Never stopped you before.’ Jamie replied.‘I know, but it’s not worth it, she’d fucking lose it. Besides, she basically threatened that she’d. As he stood there, a leather bag and a small red blanket were thrown after him. In his hand was a still-bloodied shiv and his body was garment-less, besides a thick coat of fur that covered everything. He wandered over to the bag and blanket and picked them up, examining them for a few moments before he looked over towards me. ‘Apparently you’re a friend of mine..’ he said in a voice that managed to sound both squeaky and placid at the same time. He regarded me a moment and then said, ‘Maybe. While I struggled to define what I felt, I knew what I didn't feel. I didn't feel anger, or guilt, or shame. The undeniable truth was that last night was the most exciting experience of my entire life. What I felt mostly was concern for Carol and what she might think and feel. Did she think I was gay? Was she feeling guilty? What would this mean to our marriage? My head was spinning with 'What if's'. Pulling on my robe, I went to the bathroom and then went to look for Carol. Following the smell.