No one on our street has a computer. So that was a nice change indeed. Then, from helping one of the men carry the futon, I thought I saw our new neig...hbour. He was gorgeous, from where I was standing. About 5’7 and 160 lbs. His hair appeared to be medium brown, short and wavy. He was wearing an R.E.M t shirt and a pair of Bermuda shorts. That brief fantasy of me talking to him was soon cut short my my over-processing and realistic brain. Forget it girl, he’s probably married. I soon had forgot. Apparently, it felt so good she walked quite a bit further down the road, but then, as she turned around to come back, it felt so intense that she had an orgasm right there on the sidewalk, even as people were walking by. While she was cumming, she stood there looking at her phone, pretending to be engrossed in some important message.After the orgasm passed, she kind of limped her way back to the office. As she walked, the clip began to work its magic again, so by the time she was at the door. He picked her up in front of the house in his pickup at about 9-pm. I knew she wouldn’t be home until late. I found myself getting nervous & feeling guilty about sending my wife into to the wolves den to get devoured by the pack. I reminded myself that she can handle herself with the wolves. The hours slowly ticked away as I waited for Lisa to return home for about 4-hours. Lisa came home carrying her little barbie overnight suitcase at about 1:25AM, smiling, buzzed, and looking like she got. ”She looked confused but came back down the stairs and followed me into the lounge.“Gillian,” I said. “Tell us again, when did you know Karen would be in Chicago?”“Err ... it must have been at least a couple of weeks beforehand.”“And how did you find out?”“Her travel details and hotel reservation were sent to me in an email.”Karen shook her head, “That can’t be right. I only found out the day before I flew.”“Who sent you the information?”“The PI’s, they have a source in her offices.”The last.