She asked me to go out of the room as she wants to get dressed.That ten mins, when I was waiting was the longest ten minutes, I had ever waited. When ...he opened the door, I just sprang again on her. She stopped and said we have the whole day for us, don’t be in a hurry. Then, she asked me to kiss and while kissing, she moved my hand to her breast. We kissed for about 15 mins. Slowly, we both became completely naked while kissing. And she asked me to finger her. This is the first fingering.. A few hours before, I had walked into my girlfriend's apartment and found her on her knees blowing a guy while a girl knelt behind her with a strap-on. I stood there in a stunned silence, watching the girl sliding the dildo into Whitney's drenched pussy. The guy had Whitney's head in his hands and was intently guiding her mouth up and down his cock.Finally, I gathered my bearings. I dropped the pizza I'd brought with me, turned and walked back out of the apartment. I had started my car and was. We call each other all the time, though we only live twenty miles apart. We talk about the gossip, the best TV shows, just anything a brother and sister would talk about. We tell jokes, dirty and otherwise. Nothing too amazing about our relationship.Her husband had recently passed away. Well, not very recently. Over a year ago. She had begun to drink a little heavier than just casual. Calling me several times in the last year to cry on my shoulder on the phone. “How do you cope?” I asked on one. "You know Jeff had the nerve to come to bed later, acting as nothing had happened and trying to get his way." "Why? Not like it would have lasted long," Fran smiled. "Shut it," I said as I laughed. That was another reason for my frustrations. I knew it couldn't be helped, but I had needs as well. Jeff wasn't helping in any shape or form only trying to make me feel sad for him. I knew that was the anger making me think that way. I couldn't help feeling that way, after all, it had been months.