The morning after my wife and I had sex with our nanny, I woke up at my normal time. April, my wife, had already gotten up. I went and showered. I still had the aroma of the previous night’s passion on my body. Out of the shower, I dried and put on some sweats and a tee shirt and went downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen, Sarah was at the stove cooking. She was wearing a tank top and thong. Her tanned ass cheeks loo...