With the string undone, I lifted the front flaps so the piece of leather laid flat on the bed, and sucked in a breath at the startlingly realistic image on top of the pile. Forgetting entirely that I was trying to keep them in order, I sifted through them one by one, laying them out on the mattress around me. All the blood in my body seemed to rush to my cock at once, leaving me lightheaded. I had been so very wrong about my wife.
