I thought I should record a video of her while she was taking a bath. So I took my mobile and started recording I was getting horny and was masturbati...ng with one hand.By mistake I opened the flash of the camera and she noticed that. She immediately hid and then I cursed myself for doing it. But I had recorded the best shots of her. I watched that video again and again and masturbated many times.I wanted to fuck her anyhow and was waiting for the right time.One day she was washing her clothes in. You girls can trade gossip with oneanother, and think up new ways to please me. Shall I take her in front ofyou? What will you feel when I do, I wonder. Or shall I take you first,making you writhe in throes of womanhood while your so-called belovedwatches. Both will happen in the fullness of time, but where to start?"There should have been anger. Some echo of the outrage I was supposed tofeel when he spoke of fucking my wife. Instead, his words stirred somethingelse deep within, making my. "Damn... that's just terrible, Mrs. Taylor. But I completely understand what you are saying. What I don't get is how he could think he'd find someone better than you. I mean, look at you Mrs. Taylor, you're beautiful, kind, and the most caring person I know!" I said to her."Thank you, sweetie, it's nice to know someone thinks so," she said, looking down.I could see that this whole divorce had left her broken and insecure about herself as a woman and her worth."Mrs. Taylor, I meant what I. When he turned eighteen in a few months, he was going to inherit around five million dollars. And unless he was a complete idiot about his spending, he was set for life as far as money went.His life as a teen however, wasn't any picnic. His parents had died in a boating accident a few years ago, and his Aunt Liz and Uncle Alfred had become his guardians. He lived in their spacious home along with his cousin Beth. Eddy was only five and a half feet tall... if he wore thick-soled shoes, that is..