”“I can play nice with Kurt,” Dona said. She slipped off the couch onto the floor and crawled to Kurt. She reached my ex, her ex, I rubbed at hi... jeans. “Want me to suck your cock, Kurt? Relieve that pressure? An apology for being a cunt.”Kurt look down. “If you mean it, sure.”“I mean it,” she said. “I didn't mean to be a cunt.” His zipper rasped. She shook her rump covered in her jean skirt at me.My futa-dick throbbed.Well, I didn't know how much longer we had, but... I was getting bored. And. I was dreaming when I could get a chance to fuck her. Actually, we are living together in same house. I stayed there for my study. She had two children, one girl, and one boy. They went school. Always she was alone. So I had so many chances but I was unable to touch her as I was scared of the outcome.I was blessed one day when I was 16 years preparing for matric exam. I always read books. Even I didn’t get out from my room. No one was at home that day. I wanted to watch movies so I entered. "I don't want a normal life," she said. "Or no. Forget that. Who said it can't be normal?" Just about everybody, Moni."She made a rude noise and set her beer on the table. She took mine and set it next to hers. Then she grabbed the back of the couch and threw her leg over my hips. She straddled me. "Mon!" I started."Shut up," she said, her manicured finger against my lips. She pushed her chest against my face, rubbing her crotch into mine. "I want this, and I'm not afraid to tell you that. You. Goodbye till then, my dears."Friday was spent cleaning up the house, three weeks worth of dust, and replenishing the larder, all of which was interspersed with happy smiles, passing touches and frequent little kisses.When they sat down at lunchtime Moira said, "You know I ought to see if there's a chance of getting my job back."David nodded. "Yes indeed." How do you think I ought to go about it? Ring, write or go round there?" Ring and see if the head would like you to go over and talk about.