It felt like an eternity before Christian phone buzzed and chirped, letting him know he had received a text message.  He fumbled with his phone as he read the messages from Serena.  His jaw dropped in disbelief, again uncertain  of what she was telling him happened.  He knew in his heart she was fabricating everything she was saying, but her actions caused him more an more uncertainty by the day.  And he had never known her to keep up such a farce for such an extended period of time. He quickly did a 180 and circled back around to the exit of the mall, briskly walking back to the car where he found his wife with a devilish grin on her face.  He climbed into the passenger side seat, closed the door and took a deep long sighing breath.<br/><br/><strong>"I know your just fucking with me.  No way you had sex with any of those teenagers, let alone all 3 of them Serena." </strong>he tried to sound ad if her actions didn't bother him, but his voice came off unsteady and unsure as he took in the sights of his wife's messy hair, smudge lipstick, unbutton blouse and skirt pushed up.He reached over to brush her hair, and pull down her skirt a bit. his hand brushing against her stocking.  She looked like a pure vixen, ready for action. His dick was quite appeased with her appearance, as it remained hard with jealousy and envy in his bulging pants, yet his brain reminded him that someone they knew could have seen them.<strong>"What if someone would have seen you with those kids, dressed like that?"</strong>he gave her thigh a firm squeeze, feeling the heat coming from between her legs.  His brain wanted to reprimand her, scold her for her actions.  His dick wanted her too, for a much different reason.