She looked at the enticing picture of the sliced peaches on the can, licked her lips. She nodded, didn’t move. I went in first. In the darkened stor...room we were out of sight from the street but I could still see out. It was trashed, like everywhere else in this godforsaken city. We found a place to squat and I cranked open the fruit. The smell was maddening. I grabbed a slice with my fingers and wolfed it down, then handed the can to her. She did the same. I passed her some of my stale. The Home School Association was having a soiree this coming Saturday at Tom and Sally Sportwood’s palatial home on the hill overlooking town. Tom and Sally were good friends of mine having been my clients in one of the matters that proved so lucrative for me and was the primary reason I was able to retire so early in life. They were also Jeremy’s parents.The idea that Lydia and I were considering home schooling for Emily was sufficient for entrée for her to the party. So I called them when I. Alya turned over and squinted into the brightness. Lissa stood there, framed in the doorway. With the light shining behind her, she looked like an angel.Lissa closed the door and crossed the room to the bed. Alya was startled to feel the covers being lifted, and Lissa slipping in beside her."What are you doing?" she whispered."I thought you needed someone to hold you right now," Lissa replied. "That first night after I caught Matt and you together, I cried myself to sleep. The last thing I. We finally get dressed again, and this time all three of us have wet crotches from mixtures of cum and pussy juices. It makes the rest of the work go faster, with the constant reminder of the fun we had earlier and the uncertainty of what we might do later. We finally get back to the house a few hours later and since we are soaked from the rain, we undress at the door and end up walking through the house in just our underwear. Of course, my dick is now hard, and making a huge tent in my boxers.