Like...true?" Yes..." I said cautiously. "Is there something wrong with that?" No, no, no! I just... our kitchen sink started leaking this week and I ...as wondering if you could help me out. I don't know two things about plumbing." What's wrong with your dad? Can't he fix it? Or at least call a plumber?" I asked, not wanting to sacrifice my Friday evening lying on my back in someone else's kitchen covered in dirty water and pipe glue trying to fix a sink."Yeah that's the thing. He's out of town. I wanted you so bad I couldn’t sleep. But I knew I did not deserve you. Yet you accepted all my advances. Why? I still don’t understand why you chose me. But I made myself a pledge then, I would never fuck around and destroy our marriage. I have kept that pledge and intend to keep it. So whether I want to fuck Jacquelyn or not is actually irrelevant, I won’t. But I was really turned on before, mostly I think because you instigated it.”“What if I told you I want you to fuck her?”“Trish, I. 'So tell me about Brian.'She shrugged, 'There wasn't much more than what I told you over the phone. It just wasn't the right time. He'll get over it eventually, although he didn't take it so well when it happened. But who cares about that, so Stella just dumped you out of the blue?'I nodded, 'Yep, she disappeared right after she got the call, over to this girl's house. A girl she was sort of sleeping with, I might add. When I finally got through to her she said it was over. I hate her for it,. Her juices became thicker, and my mouth began to fill with her heavy fluid. Her breathing became frantic and quick; I knew she was about to cum in my mouth. But just as the moment seemed ready to engulf her, she put both hands on my cheeks and pushed my mouth off of her, sliding her hips back away from me suddenly, my fingers slipping out of her cunt."No!" she gasped breathlessly. "No, Chike make me beg for it. Make your slave earn her orgasm." She lay on the bed panting, gazing up at me with.