This was probably the first time that he really thought about if he should really tell Emma everything. Looking at her for a long moment, he moved in next to her and sat with his back against he head board of the bed. 'Too bad that I didn't knew that back then or maybe it was better so.' Thinking back to that day as well as to that time in general, some things started to make more sense. 'So that you, Jill, Ann and Bell suddenly started to run around in low cut tops and the shortest skirts I had ever seen was for that reason too?'
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes. He had cheated on his wife and never felt shame for it. He had sex with Emma who was 30 years younger than him and felt no shame. But Emma was a young woman now. But there was a time in his life that made him somewhat uncomfortable to think or talk about.
'I'll be completely honest with you but no word to anyone unless I agree to it. On that day when I saw Jill under the shower, she had her back to me when I entered the room and she hadn't heard me. For a moment I just starred at her and got aroused. I mean, Jill's got a great ass.' Shrugging, he tried to make light of the situation. 'I stood there for several moments, looking at her, having the most perverted thoughts before I came to my senses and opened the door quietly again, acting as if I just entered the room. When I left the bathroom, I was hard just from where my thoughts went to.' Turning his head to Emma, he looked at her and how she would react.