It was too early to go drinking and go on the pull. And my hubby might suspect as I was making a habit of going drinking alone. I suppose I could wait...till he got home. Sex between us had been better since last week. But only because I had been thinking of Abby each time. When my hubby licked my pussy, I dreamed it was Abby.I would tell him to finger both my holes, and think of her long slender fingers inside me like last week.There was only one thing for it. I still had her number in my phone. Don stopped babbling and just groaned and panted as the cock- starved young housewife sucked loudly and greedily on his prick. Joan soon realized that the fight had gone out of him. He groaned in bliss each time she sucked on his prick.Maybe he thought this was as far as she'd go. After all, he'd considered it okay to go down on her and relieve her horniness, and now she was just returning the favor. But if he thought he was leaving without fucking her, he was wrong.Joan worked her hot juicy. Blain missed his brother dearly, but he thought more of his nephew as a leader. McCauley was always a brash and head-strong person, ever since they were boys. He wasn’t all that bright and had a tendency to lead with his fists, instead of thinking things through. Sloan had the foresight to see things well in his head, planning out details of where things could go wrong and how to avoid them. This was another show of that quick mind at work. Blain knew he would follow whatever Sloan asked of. We broke up. But then of course that made working together awkward and after a few weeks she found another job. I always felt bad about the way we ended.I didn’t see her after that for a long time. About a year later, I was leaving a meeting at a radio station and I saw her entering the building. It was uncomfortable to say the least, but we chatted for a couple of minutes. She said she was now working there as a sales rep. Over the following year or so I saw her at the station perhaps three.