"Gin and tonic? Or something stronger?" "Thanks," I said finding my voice again. "G&T would do nicely." He fussed with two glasses for a while. In fac... he fussed very much longer than it should have taken to pour my drink and whatever it was he was going to have for himself. But that was OK by me. Seeing one's boyfriend turn into a whorish sex-bomb and back again in a space of a few seconds, was not exactly something my education and life experience had prepared me for. I needed time to. I leaned back as his lawyer, a foxy MILF named Elisabet Reenburg asked questions from a podium. It seemed boring stuff. Who are you? What do you do? Things like that.“Come on, get to the good stuff.”Alysha appeared from the small hallway that led to our bedroom and bathroom. She wore one of my t-shirts. It fell down to her thighs, looking so sexy on her. The white fabric stood out against her ebony skin. She held the pregnancy test in her hand.“Well?” I asked, staring at the girl I loved. At. I knocked on the door and I stepped into the room , I heard he was in the bathroom yet , I was so horny so I stood on all fours on the sofa, and pulled up my dress at the back, then I heard that he was walking from bathroom I was breathing so heavy, he said nothing , but walked forward and I heard his belt came undone and how his fly was down and the pants fell to the floor I could feel his cock in my pussy opening and how the pressed in and filled my pussy I moaned and said what you are big .. I’m supposed to meet him tonight. I know it’s wrong but he intrigues me. I lied to Monty ... Jesus ... so far, there has only been some heavy petting. I let him finger me, full of Monty’s cum. I have to stop this before it goes too far.I left work at 4 o’clock and drive to Michaels apartment. He met me at the door and kissed me dressed in shorts and a polo shirt. I had worn a skirt with stockings and garter anticipating our meeting but I’m not sure I can do this now. I started to tell Michael.