She wanted to know, needed to know, even though it was none of her business. The physical relationship she shared with Travis was barely a month old i...self. ‘Last week,’ he admitted. Her mouth dropped open. ‘When?’ she demanded. He closed the album and put it away. ‘Does it matter? We aren’t exclusive. And my relationship with Yvoine has been going on much longer than with you.’ This was true. She and Travis had only known each other for two months. Asking the next question was wrong, but she. Megan felt his cock twitch and jerk and he cried out as his cock erupted in her mouth. Alan was better for cum volume as well, it was too much for her to swallow and much of it ended up over her face and breasts. “Mmmmmmm that was good!” He told her a few minutes later as he stepped out of his pants. Guiding her back to the settee, he sat her down, and knelt on the floor between her open thighs. Slipping his hands under her thighs he pulled her closer to the edge. “Hmmm I love shaved pussy!” He. She sat on the couch opposite me and took off her high heels and again I got a great view down her dress but this time she caught me looking and laughed asking if i enjoyed the view in the taxi. I blushed and was kinda lost for words, she laughed and said dont worry about it and that she was would thought i was weird if i hadnt looked.I tryed to change the subject and said the coffee was great and she replied that she liked something hot inside her on a cold night, I laughed and she came over. She got out of her car. She looked a bit disheveled. Well fucked too, I thought. I saw her hesitate before keying the lock to go inside; I wondered what was going through her mind. She went inside. She'd find my note soon enough.I drove off. As I did I was thinking of our girls. Soon, I would have to tell them, tell them something. But what? That their mom and I had fantasies that had come back to bite us in the ass? That was the truth, and the truth didn't look too good. Maybe I could come up.