”“Yeah, you’re right. Thanks, Tom.”Later, I heard them in their room, doing it.Bang, bang, bang. Grunt, sigh, moan. He was fucking her; worse,...he was making love with her. They were sharing physical intimacy and pleasure. Bonding, coupling.I masturbated sadly. If they were going to do it, I would rather watch than not, I admitted to myself.I moved all my equipment into the guest room, my room for now. For as long as my wife continued her affair with Ralph.I boxed up anything that wouldn’t fit,. He gasped as he felt thefloating sensation of flight. "Relax! You get used to it," Rickchuckled before he returned to his Wall Street Journal. Tim lookedaround at the opulence of the jet's interior, the burled walnut woodtrim, the leather seating, the suede wall coverings the thick cut pilecarpeting. The place smelled of money. After the short hop the planelanded at JFK airport in New York, on schedule. Then after a shorthelicopter ride they were landing on the front end landing pad of. More

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