“I don’t mind and I suppose you’re right.” The younger woman conceded and took a long slug of the very potent cocktail.
Rufus was watching every moment of the gentle seduction. The UHD lens hidden in the mantelpiece clock was focused on Kayleigh’s young face and he was studying the faint blushing of her cheeks, the dilation of her pupils and how many times she licked her lips. His wife was so close to her as to be virtually on top and she was taking every opportunity to touch the young wife; brushing a hair from her face or straightening her skirt above her knee. As each moment passed, he could see the girl becoming more and more submissive and malleable and he found himself willing his wife to pounce.
Eventually she did of course. Taking the almost empty glass from Kayleigh’s hand, she
