Turn off the TV

I was nervous about being caught by either Samantha's kids, or Samantha when she came home. So I turned off the TV. I checked the time, Samantha wasn't due back for another hour. I picked up my book and began to read. Nothing out of the ordinary happened for the rest of the evening.

Samantha came home just after midnight. I tried to observe her and see if she looked like she had been fucked. Her dress was still straight, her make up wasn't smeared, she looked like she just had a pleasant evening out with the girls.

"Hi James. I hope you had a pleasant evening?" Samantha said giving me a smile.

"I did. I watched a little TV and read. The kids have been in bed since 9. I hope you had a good evening?"

"I did! I had a good night out with the girls from work. Anyway, I don't want to keep you later than this." She reached into her purse and pulled $40 out. "Thank you so much for taking care of the kids."