“Well, I would expect the husband of a special friend like you, to support me at work; to make sure things always went the way I wanted them. To bac... me unconditionally without asking questions.”“I don’t know if I can promise that. Mike’s his own man and...”“Your relationship with Andrew suggests otherwise.”She turned the idea over in her head and from the look on her face, seemed to find it at least worth considering.“Is that it?” she asked.“Not quite,” I smiled. “You and I share something. “You don’t get any foreplay tonight.”Cyra’s throat and chest immediately felt tight. Warmth slowly spread from between her legs and into her belly and the top of her thighs. I hungrily watched on as she slid the straps of the dress over her shoulders, reached behind her back and pulled the zipper. When she brought her arms forward the dress fell to the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. Her pale skin glistened in the light. Her hard, pink nipples jutted out from her soft, firm breasts. “Fuck it’s so hot in here.” she complained. Suddenly an idea popped in my head. “Joyce I have a huge pool at my apartment complex! We could go swimming there and cool off.“Omg that sounds like a great idea! I’ll go get changed real quick and meet you at your car.”I let her go and tan back down the stairs and kicked the AC on in the car. I waited about five minutes and out came Joyce. She had a huge pink beach towel wrapped around her from her huge tits, which stood out about 12” from her chest,. Victor and his monster had undone me. I knew that I was broken, not for the day, but for good. I hurried home, an insect with an desperate erection.Sally was at the kitchen counter when I pressed my hardness against her butt. It was a mistake. I should merely have gone into the bathroom and jerked off. "My God," she said, "what's gotten into you? What were you doing next door, looking at porn?"We were soon naked on the bed. I gazed with shame at my meager erection. Thinking of Victor's.