He was handsome, though a Scot. I would often come across them, his hands were in places that a respectable girl would only allow a serious suitor to ...reach. Yes, you know what I mean!She confided that she was thinking of giving way to his pleading. I begged her to be careful. Then one day I went into a barn and found her allowing him access to that other place. She told me later, now be warned, that it hurt like hell. But at least it meant she did not get with child. Which was all to the good. Her lover came over to me at the foot of the bed and said, Put my rubber on so I can fuck your wife again."I did as I was told, unrolling the condom down the length of his erect shaft; I was thrilled at the touch of it! He turned, got on the bed, and quickly mounted my beautiful wife. She had hung her stockinged feet over the bottom edge of the bed. As she was being fucked she told me to kiss her feet and suck her toes. With her pretty nylon clad feet in my mouth, I had a birds-eye view of her. She scooped them up, already fully into subservience. Good.I lied, “I know what’s going on. Tell me what you know, don’t leave anyone out. Talk first. While you still can.”Fortunately, people watch a lot of television and think they know about plea bargains, prosecuting attorneys. Grand juries. Jail. They don’t, not usually.It came gushing out. One woman, Bonnie Hendricks, in Accounting. She diverted an occasional customer check into a private account in a different bank. Hendricks did this. Not knowing where to go, I just drove. After about an hour, I foundmyself on a dual carriageway coming up to a roundabout, I saw a LittleChef restaurant and pulled in.I sat a table and waited for a coffee and toasted tea cake, I wasn'thungry but hoped that putting something in my stomach might make thesick feeling I had, go away.My phone rang. Picking it up, I saw that it was Olivia."Hello?" Tom, where are you?" On my way to a meeting, I'm going to be away for a few days." You didn't tell.