I spent the workweek trying to find out all I could about Jerry’s witch. The one girl that worked in the warehouse told me she suspected that Jerry�...�s wife was fucking a couple of the truckers. I spent weeknights forcing myself to stay home. I searched the web for anything on Elena and learned she had married at seventeen and was a Mom soon after. Her husband was a nice enough guy that was born to money yet worked hard until he was a multi-millionaire then dropped dead from a heart attack. . ”“She looks good.”“She’s naked.”Chris was quiet for a while, then said, “Uh … remember … that time …” He was fumbling. Nervous.“I remember,” I said, because I did. “That was a while ago.”“Three years.” Chris said.“That long?” I thought it’d been longer.“She ever … mention it?”“No. Why?” I looked at him.His face was flushed. He shrugged. “Just wondering.”I sipped my beer. He sipped his. Another few moments passed.Chris said, “Do you think … would she … would you … do you all want to … I don’t. "Swallow it!" I hissed intensely. "Don't let it drip ontothe sofa!"Swallow he did! As if it mattered, what else happened to the sofa!Mostly it was his cum -- mine was squishing in the couch cushionbeneath me. This man was a prize! What was wrong with Janice?But now it was time to perform the rest of the scenario, R&R,regret and remorse! I began it as abruptly as I'd begun myseduction."Oh, I do so want to see lots more of you, Jeff honey. You're solovely! Your passion overwhelms me. But I feel. Lips swollen from my kisses, eyes dark with passion, sitting naked in the rain. God, you’re beautiful.’ You always know the perfect things to say, but I don’t want to break our spell with words so I look away, smiling a bit so you know how your words please me. You drop to your knees and pick up the half-empty bottle of wine. I have only a moment to wonder before you take some in your mouth, then press your lips to mine. Through the bubbles and taste of the wine your tongue invades my mouth,.