’ ‘You’re a complex girl. I think I love you.’ ‘You’re complex too. It’s getting sticky and stinky in this bed. Kiss me, and we’ll get...cleaned up.’ ‘You’re awfully demanding,’ he said, as he lowered his lips for her to devour. They showered quickly, and Brian changed the bed while Peggy made scrambled eggs. It was nearly three AM when he walked her to her car. It was now Sunday, March the twenty-sixth, but the twenty-fifth would be the date they would remember fondly in later years. Brian. You are wondering what you should wear. You think about your coffee mornings with Jane and how she seems to be eyeing you up. Well let’s give her something to look at you think to yourself. You choose something that sows off your lags and cleavage to perfection. “So what do you think” you ask your husband “Wow very sexy” What are you hoping for?” he laughs. You tell your husband how you think Jane has been eyeing you up and you are dressed like this to tease her. “You have never told me you are. " "You're welcome." sarcasm, but I was used to that from her."Well at least one of us is getting laid. My girl dumped me, I guess it was for the best, anyway." Probably, she was a fucking bitch to you." She was on birth control and still made me use a condom." WHY!?" she exclaimed, "fuck condoms, I never make some one use them. I like being filled up." ...gross." "No, it's fucking hot! And there was too much of a hesitation, there, b*o." I would've liked to, admittedly."She stretched out, being. " He moaned."I bet you taste better.." I said.With a wink, I sat up and asked him to take a seat. He obeyed with a smirk. I kneel in between his legs and saw his bulge pressing through his jeans. I traced his bulge ever so slightly with my finger as I pulled him in for a deep, sexy kiss. As I rubbed his bulge a bit, I sucked on his tongue; swirling mine around his, slowly nibbling on his lower lip, then tugging ever so gently. He let a moan escape. I smiled & unzipped his pants, pulling both.