I didn’t date anyone. My folks were divorced, and I lived with my mom. We didn’t have a lot of money so I never had a car and couldn’t afford to...pay for a date anyway. Paula and I stayed close all during school and we would spend a lot of time together at dances though we came stag and went home separately.The incident with Meredith kind of put a halt to me asking anyone out again during the rest of my high school years. As I found out later, Paula would have killed Meredith if she had the. It was a hot Sunday and I had just returned from grabbing a cup o' joe at my Starbucks across the street. Since it was the weekend I had slept in till late. Now I was getting ready to go back to my apartment and do whatever was the first thing that would come to mind.So far I hadn't made any plans. I would see to it as soon as the elevator would get up on my floor. As I pressed the elevator button, a deep hidden fantasy of mine rose to the surface, no holds barred, no taboos.You see, I was. The brunet wanted to join in so she came over to our heads and placed her thumping tits between our faces and worked them between our mouths. Our tongues danced in rhythm together as we both suckled and nibbled on her tits. After I came again my wife walked into the room and I immediately went limp, Oh, your home early. How was work? she was saying pretending not to see the girls as they went on with their sinfully breath taking act of sex on my body. I got up and followed her into the kitchen. On the same trail as always, you see a path that you never noticed, it's strange, after years passing on the same trail, how you never noticed it before? Is it something new?You decide to check it. Going a bit further on the suspicious path you see a hut, it's old and doesn't look like anyone lives in it.You approach the hut and knock on the door, as expected, nothing happened, you then open the door and it opens with surprising ease.Being inside gives you chills, after some time looking around.