on account of business,” she replied, leaning back on the couch. Riley noticed it was upholstered in leather. “Couldn’t leave or didn’t want to leave? There is a distinction.” “What are you talking about?” “It is the way you were speaking. I think you know.” “Tom would never cheat on me.” “That you would know about. Perhaps you would like to see some pictures?” “Of what?” “Your beloved Tom with a friend. He has been having quite a bit of fun in the evening on those nights he was supposed to be working late.” Dare went to a drawer in the roll top desk next to the door of his apartment. He pulled out an envelope and brought it to Riley and held it out to her. “There are pictures in there of your Tom. Would you like to see them?” Riley looked shocked. “Why have you been following Tom?” “He came to our attention several months ago. His law firm has some very fascinating clients overseas. I don’t expect you to know about international arms dealers, but it is one of my specialties. Tom just happened to be in the wrong place when we were trying to gather evidence on the partners in his law firm. Normally, such pictures would be destroyed or saved for further use. I took the liberty of having them delivered before we came to my apartment. When I saw those men following you into the alley, I realized you were his wife. Before I intervened, I made a special call to my station chief and the pictures arrived before we did.” Riley played with the envelope in her hand. She looked at it, and then looked at Dare. “You expect me to believe such nonsense?” “Why don’t you open the envelope and find out for yourself? I’ve already had a look and your husband is very creative in his activities. I’ve already memorized some of those techniques for later use.” Riley slapped him in the face and tossed the envelope on the end table. “I don’t have to look at those pictures. I know what Tom’s been doing in the evening. Do you think a wife wouldn’t know?” Dare smiled at her. “It’s up to you. Don’t you even want to know which women he’s been meeting with” “I don’t have to know. They’re all a bunch of whores!” Riley stood up and went to the balcony doors. She stood by herself watching the city of lights come alive at night. The traffic was already busy on the main streets. She could see the French police busy at work keeping the cars moving along. Dare came up behind her and handed Riley the drink she hadn’t finished. She took it and knocked it back in one gulp. “Thirsty lady, aren’t we?” he said. “Just how thirsty are you?” In response she leaned her head, still wrapped in the towel, back on his shoulder. Dare took the glass out of her hand and sat in on the bar counter near him. Then he unwrapped the towel. Her hair fell all over him. “I think you are very thirsty,” he said. “I think you’ve known about your husbands affairs for a long time and the trip to Paris was an excuse to get some of your own.” “We were supposed to make a baby,” she said to him. “It’s not going to happen now.” Dare slid his hand under her robe from behind. He traveled up her stomach until he found the soft flesh of her left breast. He made circles around her nipple with one finger. Riley moaned in pleasure. Dare took his other hand and brought it around in front to grab the tie to her robe. One tug brought it apart and the tie fell to the floor. Riley slid her right hand back to Dare and found the folds in his smoking jacket. She moved the hand between them and located his manhood, which she had felt rise as he talked to her. She took her fingers and felt its outline. He was large. Riley had never been with any man other than her husband. Tom’s cock was adequate , but he never seemed to know what to do with it. This one felt primed for action. She ran her ringers further down the shaft and found metal. “What the hell are you