"Kelly...baby...what's going on? Where are you?" Eric asked."I can't...I can't be with you anymore Eric." Kelly sobbed."What? Why not? Kelly you aren'... making any sense." Eric said."He was right...he was right...he was right all along." Kelly sobbed."Who was right? What are you talking about Kelly?" Eric asked."John...he was right...you stole me away from him. I let it happen, but you stole me away." Kelly said."Kelly...you left him willingly." Eric said."You made me willing...I shouldn't have. Missionary sex if she was sober,and maybe doggy style if she was drunk.And she wasn't a big drinker. Her idea of being naughty was leaving the light on.So we shagged tuesdays after her yoga class ( I suspected her personal trainer was a bit touchy feely,and put her in a horny mood),and Saturday night.So once a week I made a call to an agency and met a stranger for sex.Sex for money. And it was great at first.I had red heads, Orientals, blacks, everything I had previously fantasized about. Then. Almost pushing me down, as if to let me know what she wanted... When my lips reached her pussy, I pushed on her knees, bending them and pushed them up towards her chest. She was now spread wide open. I had never seen such a girlish pussy before, at least, not up close and all spread open like that. I had looked at mine in a hand mirror before while masturbating but this was different somehow. Nisha was soaked with aroused passion, practically dripping down to the crack of her ass. Her pussy. “Okay, spill it.”“Spill what?” Ann asked, playing little Miss Innocent as she took a drink of her tea.“You turn me down for sex so you must have a plan.”“Will, your imagination is running away with you. I just didn’t feel like it.”“But in thirty minutes your sexual meter will turn on and you will be in the mood.”Ann could not help laughing and said, “Yes, I am a timer and in thirty minutes it will be time for sex but no sooner.”“Okay, whatever,” he said laughing. “Well, looks like you are going.