Well eight months ago my laptop froze and wouldn't perform any operations, I had to send two urgent E mails off to my boss. Then I remembered that in a box, in the garage, we had kept some old phones and an my wife's old laptop which I dug out and put on charge while I made a coffee.
Then after about fifteen minutes I switched it on, it sprung into life and although slow I used it to send both E mails.
Then, with nothing better to do for the rest of the day I started looking at what was on the laptop, eventually reading at my wife's old E mails. I noticed a lot of them were in the deleted box, which I began to read, most being a load of rubbish but then there was one from a guy, Richard Johnson (Dick) from her last company which just didn't sit right. Jan had mentioned him years ago, he seemed friendly.
It just read, where are you? are you coming? coming where! I thought, where was she at that time, when I looked at the time that it was sent 19.18, that's late I thought.
What was he doing sending my wife an E mail like that at that time of night.
We had not being getting on at that time, Jan had become distant, we hardly had sex while I was working long hours away, our relationship was just about over.
My wife, Jan came in, she made us both coffee and came into me asking how my day was. I told her about my laptop and how I had got her old one out of the garage. All was fine she didn't mind nothing on there to hide, so she thought.
Jan worked at a company that made garage doors at the time, in an office, Jan had often said how lonely it could be as there was only her in that office most days as her boss was mainly out. I asked her if she missed the old job and people who worked there. I started to mention the people she used to work with, (although I'd never met any of them, just from what Jan had told me back then) but as soon as I mentioned Dick s name she left the room quickly as if suddenly she was too busy to talk.
I didn't mention the E mail as it could be nothing but it played on my mind, she hadn't sent one back.
I knew Dick was the salesman for the company, Jan had said they'd spoke several times when Dick wasn't busy. I also knew, from what Jan had told me, the bar that some of the staff went to on a Friday night,
After a couple of weeks I made up my mind to go there just to see if I could find out if anything had gone on from her old work colleague's.
I looked on the company web site to find out what Dick and the others actually looked like and as I thought there was a picture of Dick, titled our sales team with a smiling face. Dick was quite slim, tall with greying blond hair.
Friday came, off I went to the bar, I saw Dick and the others as soon as I walked in. After half an hour I made my way over to where they were stood at the bar.
It was easy to make conversation with Dick, he's a bit of a bragger I found out.
Eventually we got round to partners, he told me he was married and had been for twenty years but liked some fun, what she doesn't know can't hurt her, if you know what I mean. When I told him I was seeing Jan, his eyes lit up.
"Are you really," he said.
I asked if he had known her
"Oh yes a few years ago now though," he replied smiling from ear to ear.
Then he told me that they had worked at the same company, how he used to go and talk to her for months when he had nothing to do, until one day when she'd fell out with her hubby, he gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek in the morning and oh had a little grope of her tight arse.
Dick asked me how long I'd been seeing her, I told him a few months. This gave him the green light.
Then he went on and told me how he went back to her office in the afternoon to give her sympathy, a cuddle and a kiss on the cheek to start with, which led to one on her lips.
"Not a snog," he said.
Dick told me how he felt her lovely firm ass and how he carried on felling that firm ass for the rest of the week while the kisses got longer.
I felt flustered so I changed the subject to holidays but within ten minutes he'd got the topic back to Jan. It was if he was reliving it all. He told me how the skirts she used to wear had gone from below the knee to three inches above, how they would have a little snog and he would have a crafty feel of her firm tits and arse, telling me he did this for a few days, sometimes twice a day, how he started touching her leg and gently rubbing it going a little further each day and retelling me how their kisses got longer each time they met.
Then one day he sat across from her, their knees touching, then talking to her, he gently stroked her leg, getting higher on each stroke, she slowly parted her legs a little, letting him get further up towards her panties, he leaned over kissed her turning it into a snog while sliding his hand all the way up to her panties, rubbing her pussy through them slowly moving round to rub her clit. Then he pushing the crotch to one side feeling her hairy lips, he slipped two fingers in and frigged her off. She soon came shaking, wetting his hand and her skirt.