Anyway, it was really neat. There was a second picture with the bride tossing her bouquet and then a third photo of the couple with the lady sitting o...n a chair and the guy tossing the garter. I had to have the platform. I ordered that too. I paid cash for everything surprising the guy. He thanked me and guaranteed it would all be out there this afternoon. He gave me a list of what the trellis would hold if I wanted to put flowers on it.Next was the caterer. When I walked in, he did a double. One morning I woke earlier than usual and decided to go into her study and surprise her with an espresso. But she was not there and I heard the shower roaring away. I noticed some odd looking images on the PC screen and went to her desk. That is when I realised she had a sexual dimension to her that she had kept secret from me. I scrolled up the screen and noted the domain address. She was logged in and I noticed her username and eager not to be discovered I dashed out before my wife emerged. ”“I’m sorry but that’s quite impossible.”“Thought you might say that,” I moved closer to her and reveled in the fear that I saw in her eyes.“Tell me Professor, how long did it take you to change Shawn’s grade after he fucked your brains out.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she whispered.“Oh really, maybe I ought to refresh your memory,” I opened my laptop and opened up my movie app, “does this look familiar.”I clicked play and a video of my friend Shawn eating the Professor’s snatch. "How could he have gotten us to do that?" asks Maggie disgusted with herself.Just then they hear a car pull up."Shit," they both dash out to the kitchen. Abbey and Trish are tying up a bag containing the plastic cum soaked tarps. "I'll take it to the trash can," Abbey says. "I don't think I can look Randy in the eyes right now."I better take it," intercedes Trish. "You are his aunt and you need to wish him a happy birthday. He doesn't even know me yet."Maggie had lit a candle in the dining room.