I set my glass of brown sugar water on the counter.“I’m sorry,” I said, “but can I use your bathroom.”She opened her eyes, still smiling a l...ttle. “Of course,” she said. “It’s at the top of the steps.” She pointed out toward the living room.I felt like I was drunk. The room seemed to pitch and tilt. I barked my shin against the corner of her coffee table as I passed through the living room to the staircase. My face was burning up. I needed to splash some water on it and take a moment to collect. I decided to start by giving her oral. I kissed Toni’s cunt, and slowly began to run my tongue up and down her slit, before pushing it between her lips. She was already very wet and her juices began to almost flow onto my tongue. I then began to lick her clit and pushed a finger into her hole.“I’m sorry, no I can’t I prefer men I thought it would work….sorry” I paused, looked up and saw Alan stand up, pull up his trousers and run out of the room.“Don’t you stop” said Toni, it was the only words. " Alright, Trace," I said, smiling back. "I'll be out here if you need me."She got up and dressed quickly, though why she even bothered I couldn't fathom. Joe lived in the middle of nowhere - her and I could fuck in the middle of the lawn at noon on a Saturday and no one could hear or see. But she always got dressed after our little get togethers, and I could never talk her out of it.I was just ready to take a shower when Tracie walked in. "Josh," she said, as I was turning on the water,. ”“I never heard that one before.”“Who will take me to a car rental place?”Raising her hand meekly, Jean Lewis said, “I’ll take you. I’d like to get out of here.”“Thanks, Jean.”They went over to her car. She got behind the wheel and sat there for a second. She handed him the car keys. “Maybe you should drive. I’m a little nervous.”They exchanged places. While Peter was driving to a rental place, Jean was on the phone with her husband explaining what had happened. He waited to say anything to her.