If he can forget it.An email comes into his Clayben fake email address. He reads the title with dread, but it isn’t from Mr. Flaherty. It is an acco...nt he hasn’t seen before.“HMU on whatsapp.” It lists a number he hasn’t seen.The girl. It has to be the girl.“Who is this?”“u can take him down I have proof”“Leave me alone. This bridge is burned.”“plz I’m pregnant”He stares at his phone. His heart thumps hard in his chest.“Its his”The letters popped on his phone and froze his fingers. She is well. We both know it is just fun between us, and not any kind of lifelong arrangement.”“And you are OK with that Pete?”“Well, to be honest I am a bit mixed about it. Linda has been wanting to see what it was like with another girl, and I finally said she could, so long as she tells me about it afterwards. This caused some problems early on, and eventually she decided it would be best if I was there too. Mostly it has been in the back of my truck, and I lay there and watch them make love.”“Mostly? So. But later I could feel some movement near her frock. As it was too dark I could not make out anything. Later I felt that her frock is getting lifted from back side. I moved my hand from the seat bar and could make out that her hand is not there but could feel some movement near her shoulder – gently I moved my hand down and could feel that her left hand is moving near her hip, but she was not looking back. I felt a small movement again near her back, she stretched (spread) the legs and occupied. I could see Chad's hand was under Ashley's skirt, rubbing her pussy over her thong. Ashley's hand was rubbing Chad's erect cock through his slacks. Their tongues had not stopped dancing. I pulled into Chad's driveway wondering what Ashley had next up her sleeve.As I put the car into park, I heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped slowly. I looked into the mirror to see Ashley's hand reaching into Chad's pants. This was way more than I bargained for this evening. The sight was hotter than.