She seems to know, but something is off...

“Honey don’t feel guilty or anything. It was just roleplay right? I mean it was my idea to get dressed up like this and hit on you in the supermarket, remember?”

John nodded, not sure what to say.

“And it was also MY idea to get drunk in the car. Don´t feel bad about it darling.” He stilll looked a bit confused, so she kissed him and carefully took both of his big hands to her boobs, encouraging him to grope and mold them some more. “Here if it makes you feel better.”

John suddenly started to understand. It dawned on him what happened with her and he had to suppress his grin. “Shit” he thought… “It worked again” he thought out loud.

What do you mean it worked again? she asked him.

"Aw forget it sweety, i just tried something today, that i also tried with my ex some time ago, a real slutty girl... just like you" he winked at her, thinking to himself: "Strange...actually she look so much like her, what was her name again? Becky! Becky my the trailerpark honey, damn.. i knocked that pussy up like 4 times in the last 3 years..." he got lost in thought.

“Look hun, whatever it is you do with other ladies is not my concern, but if my husband comes back we just tell him you´re an old friend. And if got knocked up, he doesn´t have to know it is your´s …. I mean…it is yours for sure, I mean look at this absolute mess you made inside of my little fertile pussy.” John smirked at the sight, very happy and proud of his evil work.

“And if I didn´t then we try on, we still have the whole night and tomorrow. What about maybe a beer and I slip into those stockings we were talking about, yeah I really would love to have a beer.”