The bra wasn't too surprising. But no underpants. She says "what's the point? I never wear them".I slide my fingers in her and finger fuck her. Slowly... then fast. Changing tempos and she's enjoying it. I stick my head between her legs and smell that pussy smell. Then I flick my tongue on her swollen clit. Now she starts bouncing around and cums quickly and easily!I hop out of bed and strip down. She smiles at my cock and reaches out to grab it. I move it over to her mouth and she turns her head. “Oh, Mr. Quinn-”“Samuel.”“-Samuel. I do value you as a friend, more so than you will ever know, but my feelings do not follow the same path as yours do, I’m afraid.”Samuel’s face immediately flushed red and he quickly stood. He stared at her with a mix of hurt and confusion. “But I thought… I thought you cared for me!”“I do. As a friend, Samuel. But for me that is all you and I can ever be.”“But why?” he exclaimed, eyes searching her face as if the answer would suddenly appear on her forehead.. “Would you repeat the question please?”“How many women have you fucked before me and can you name them.”My face twisted at the word fucked, as that is a word my wife never uses. Then I saw that her wine glass was empty.“Four and yes.”“Who were they?” Pam asked.“That’s three questions, that can’t be within the ruled can it.”“Group?” she blurted. “I say yes.”Stella said. “I’d like to know their names. I might know one.”I assumed Greg was going to side with the women so I said. “I only remember. I thought to my self it is not the time. I went to a meeting and i saw this guy, he was new, walked in and he stared at me till he got to his seat and sat down. He had nice blond hair cute lips and when he stood up he had a nice ass. I could feel my nipples become erect and I think he saw them beneath my gown. He smiled. The meeting was over and i went back to my office. I dropped my coat to the floor in which i was using to hide my gown.I went back to the mirror and looked in it.