"I'm not the idiot you used to be." OK, I'll take that asa compliment - I'm not an idiot anymore. Take what you get. Then shegot serious. "The first...two days you wanted to rip her to shreds. AndI know why. Sorry."I looked down at the ground, and then at her. "Still, I made amistake. I owned it and she and I got past it. It's fine. We'refine. It's all good."She laughed. "Owned it? How?" I apologized. I told her I was wrong and that it was my fault." Wow. You amaze me, Jessa. You. I clenched my teeth as thefemale voices chirped out the chorus.It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikiniThat she wore for the first time todayAn itsy, bitsy, tennie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikiniSo on the shore she wanted to stayTwo, three, four, stick around we'll tell you more.I hesitated for only a few seconds under the protection of the oversizedbeach towel, my last true line of defense. Fear caught my heart, eventhough I knew that once I had divested the cover, I was. When I left you (which was in June), the Married Guy had come over to my place, we had stripped down to our speedos, he had sucked me off and I’d cum all over his chest and I had sucked him off and swallowed every last drop of his married man juice. He was sitting on my couch and I finally took his cock out of my mouth and tucked it back into his AussieBum speedos.We were both a bit of a mess, the Married Guy had my cum all through his chest hair and my white AussieBum speedos had cum residue. So fucking sexy. But also so fucking unusual for her! When I woke up in the morning, she'd already left for her job and I found them in the laundry basket. When I observed them they were soaked again. This time without the white streaks, but undoubtedly pussy juice.As well as all of this, very recently, I received a direct message on social media from a mutual female friend of mine and Kayla. Natalia she is called. She went to school with Kayla. She is a very pretty girl, brunette also, slim.