Not really registering what was on TV, she lay down on her bed and obsessed herself with these questions. Thinking, she slowly drifted off into a rest...ess slumber.***********Jack and Garrett had left Becky in front of her room and entered their own rooms. Jack was still in seventh heaven from fucking Becky. He couldn’t forget the warmness of her cunt. He wanted her as his fucking bitch for the rest of his life. He didn’t remember any other time he had such a sexual satisfaction as today.Yes, he. He put his champagne on the dresser and looked atme. He said “I just had to see what was under thatblack dress,” and he untied my robe and pushed it overmy shoulders. I let it fall down. I stood before Elliscovered only by my trim bush and my wedding ring. Ellistook his jacket off and hung it on a chair before hetook off his shirt. His body was as fine as I hadimagined on the dance floor. A fine black down coveredhis chest and I couldn’t help but run my hands over hismuscles. A bit thick, but more curvy and toned. We got talking as she was waiting for her pop. I thought she was hot, but didn't give it another thought. As the bowling tournament ended she came back. As crowded as it was she came back by me for a chat. The game wound down and she was now sitting next to me with her foot on my lap. She had thick, blue socks on, and was telling me how the bowling shoes hurt her feet. I only lived lived about a mile away, and don't remember how I got her back to my house,. He was tall and slender and he had a large envelope in his hand. I went on my way, not really giving it another thought.I got back home about midnight, and as I came into the building, that same young black man was exiting. I smiled to myself as I realized that he had been at Gracie’s apartment for about five hours.The next evening, I showed up at Gracie’s apartment with a bottle of wine. She opened the door looking tastefully sexy in a mid-length blue dress. She smiled and invited me in. She.