“V, did you mean what you said? About wanting this to be our thing? A little piece of me that you have and Jill doesn’t?”She looked at me with a...look of mild guilt and embarrassment. “Would that be so bad? So selfish?”Before I realized what I was saying the words came out of my mouth. “I guess not,” but once said I felt a strange closeness to Veronica but a dull ache of guilt towards my absent wife, as if I’d just committed an act of unfaithfulness and betrayal. The way Veronica smiled in. Happily you did and we made plans to re-ignite our friendship. The evening was perfect, all but for the butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Here we were alone, with no diversions other than our bodies pressed closely together. But I took my time, not wanting to ruin the evening we were sharing. As we returned to your house, spending intimate time with you was all I had in mind. I had long waited for this moment when we would be more than just friends. I can still feel the giddiness in my. . I saw lust on her face as I reached up to grab her breasts. She leaned into my hands and took them in hers. Wow, she is as good as I had hoped.The evening she joined us, was in the back of my mind all through this.****When we all woke up, I felt and found Brigitte back on my dick, asleep. I know she had gotten up and cleaned herself and me really well. As if to make a point, she put me back in her mouth and sucked until was I hard again.At that point, I had felt her get next to me and fall. I marveled at how the tight flesh compressed under my fingers. It was taught and firm. I squeezed her ass and pulled it apart, noticing the tiny black string running up her crack.“I bet you think this is all going to be fucking and fun” I said as I ran her hand over my tented pants, “But I didn’t say you’d earned this dick, now did I?” Seeing her sudden look, I added “Bend over that bed, girl.”Liz was so short that she only need a small pillow under her hips to have her ass at my preferred.