Is your wife waiting for you?”“What wife? I’m not married. I was but she left me for someone else. I’ve been divorced for two years. We’re s...ill friends but nothing else. The bastard left her two months before the divorce was final.”“That sounded like real venom, Paul. Are you sure you still don’t love her?”“No. She doesn’t love me, either. We liked each other, we were young, we were great in bed, we got married. Only then did we find out that we didn’t love each other. He was the catalyst to. Turning my attention from the bowl, leading over to the grill. Using the spatula to flip the sandwiches. The cheese has just begun to melt, the bread a golden brown. I’m glad I slipped a piece of ham in the middle of one of them, variety is the spice of life. Grabbing a plate, seating up a tray. Looking around to see if I have missed anything. Taking out the orange juice and pouring a tall cold glass, then finally adding a sleeve of crackers on a separate dish. Carefully, I make my way down. She asked me if she could trust me with a secret…of course you can tell me anything. I’m going to tell you something but don’t tell me anything until you hear everything I have to say. So I agreed to listen. Alexandra I have had a crush on you for a long time. When I say that I would so do you I really mean that I would do you. When we’re changing in your room I look at you from head to toe and hide that you get me wet seeing your naked body. Your breast drive me crazy fantasizing about being. In the bedroom, perhaps six inches away from the bed, I took his cock in my hand, stroking downward from the head, down the shaft, teasing his balls as I kissed him, tasting his mouth... I kissed and licked and nipped at his throat, a little pain with the pleasure. I licked and sucked at his nipples, taking my time, working my way steadily, inexorably down. His body was hard in all the right places. I cupped his balls, feeling their weight and my mouth actually began to water as I approached.