Now she was married. I had been part of the wedding, a fairly important part. I had negotiated all of that with my enemy. Was he still my enemy? I wou...d have to say that he no longer was. And then there was the woman, his woman: that was a totally different matter, which I truly had not realized until just now.We had arrived for dinner at 6:00 p.m. We’d been greeted enthusiastically, and apparently sincerely happy for us, by the group; and then, we’d eaten. Boy had we. The food, roast beef. “What did you do this time?” She didn’t answer, but I could see a wad of cash bundled in her hand. Neither her t-shirt nor mini-shirt gave her anywhere to stash it. “School raffle?”“If they catch me, they’ll kick me out. Mum will kill me. Don’t make a noise until the teachers stop looking.”“You didn’t really think this one out, did you?” I said. “No pockets, too many teachers and a hiding space you barely fit in. I suppose we’re a lot bigger than we used to be when we used to play truth or dare. After a while of this Sharon then said it would make her hot if I would suck on his cock the way she did Chris said “Oh yeah, that would be good” So Sharon again showed me how she would slide her mouth over the tip of his penis and then back off and flick her tongue around his shaft then lick again up and down once more and then back down around his shaft with her lips. Then she said it was my turn. We did this back and forth for a while until she finally said “I think your getting the hang of. “Fuck yes, it is.” He reached over and grabbed the lube, and coated his cock with it. I then felt the head of him against my ass, and I tensed up. Not on purpose, just an instinct, I guess. “Relax, my love. It’ll hurt a lot less.” I relaxed my body as best I could. He smiled at me. “Good girl.” I felt the head of him begin to push into me. I felt a stinging burning sensation that became increasingly more painful. I mumbled a ‘fuck’ or two as he was working on getting the head of him into me. .