I went to her aid and helped her back to her feet. I looked into her eyes. Could it have been a dream? I pinched myself, but it was real. She stood ri...ht there: the girl from college. I asked if she was hurt from the fall, but she said she was fine. I offered to buy her coffee and we went to the nearest coffee shop.We caught up on old times over a cup of coffee. I became more confident as we chatted and realised I couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. I decided I had to ask her out on a. " JonnyB nodded his head and the men punched fists and sat back and waited. Streetlights were coming on and the town was winding down for the day. The women came out of the motel and walked to a nearby restaurant. The men got a good look at them as they walked the street.Mother; 40'ish, long legs short blonde hair, nice rounded hips they swayed as she walked. Daughter; late teens, thin, small boobs, brunette hair down past her shoulders. Both women wore skirts, the mother had a matching jacket. “ow!” I said angrily “Shut up” he said as he squeezed my face with his hand and said “cunt!” he pushed my face back toward the other younger man and I saw he had taken his cock out , it was hard and throbbing, it was very thick and bulbous, it looked dangerous! I forgot the insult and instinct took over, my tongue came out to greet the dripping head of his cock. He grunted again as I ran my tongue over it. Before I knew it I was greedily sucking him, I had now cheated on my husband with two. The delicious ice cream almost makes me forget about being dumped. The looks I get from the cute busboy help a lot. I caught him licking his lips staring at my boobs. I stand up a little straighter to be sure the twins are thrust forward. They're not big, and I usually keep them in a bra, especially when we practice for the pep rallies. And at the pep rallies themselves. I guess I'm a prude after all. For some odd reason, I feel slutty tonight. Can't be slutty without having sex can you? But I.