I went back inside and went to bed and cried most of the day.I slept late on Sunday. I finally got up around nine o'clock and made half a pot of coffe.... I was moping around in my robe drinking coffee when the doorbell rang. I didn't feel like talking to anyone and I wasn't dressed to entertain. So I just ignored it.After a couple of rings there was a loud, demanding knock and I heard Ted demanding that I open the door.I really wasn't in the mood and I was going to tell him that.I went to the. It seemed that the whole world was pointing at me and laughing. I felt like such a loser."Why are you crying? I mumbled. My mother wouldn't reply."What do you have to cry about? It looked to me like you at least got to have a good time tonight." I said again, feeling no compassion what so ever."You were getting laid and all I got is another case of blue balls. I am fucking done with women." I said uncaring that I swore in front of my mother."What do you mean blue balls, I thought you were going. Ashley walked in the room, appearing to be nervous. She was wearing sweatpants, and a tight v-neck t-shirt that didn’t hide her erect nipples on her softball sized boobs.He had turned the volume on the computer to low, but he heard the donations chime in at an increased pace as Ash picked took the thong from his hand and smelled it, closing her eyes. His cock started to rise as she pulled her shirt up and started rubbing it on her belly, then breasts. “Mr. G, I’m wondering if you can do me a. Does that sound like a plan?” she said smiling at me.“Yeah, I’ll think about it and get back to you. Thank you, Amanda.”“I’m glad to see you got something out of it. Goodnight Matt.”With that, I headed out the door and to the car. I got three-quarters of the way there and I realized I had left my phone in Amanda’s office. I couldn’t go without the phone for the weekend and hurriedly headed back in hoping I’d catch her before she left.As I got back to her office I heard what I thought was a.