.'She stopped when Hope held up a hand.The buzzing of the background chatter suddenly filled Jemma's consciousness along with the clinking of cutlery ...nd muffled footsteps on carpeted floors.Hope bit her lips, then blinked as though giving Jemma a coded signal, as though inviting her to join in with some secret plan, which only they knew.The two of them changed the subject then and it didn't come up again. Jemma breathed easier. Her lamb was excellent, though she would have preferred a much. Christine noticed that the woman wasn’t wearing a bra and from the look of her nipples, she was either very cold, or still pretty turned on. “I need to ask you a few questions about this morning,” she said, pushing the soda toward the woman.“Thanks,” she said, opening the drink and taking a drink. “I was pretty thirsty; I had a pretty good workout this morning.”“Right Ms...”“Andrews, Heather Andrews.”“Heather, can I call you Heather?”“Yes,” she said, taking another sip of the soda.“Heather, I. Traci was in the family room with some wine when I kissed Eva goodbye at the door. She smiled and said it sounded like we had a good time so why did she leave so early? I told her that she sometimes did that and I guessed she had another date.The young wife’s eyes got big and she blurted out, “Doesn’t that bother you?”“Why should it? We don’t have any commitment and besides it’s HER body.”“Well I guess...” was all Traci said and we changed the subject.In the wee hours there was a terrific. "You're a beautiful young girl, people will get suspicious." Fuck 'em," I answered, "let them think what they like." Yes," you said, "but with my age and your age, we have to think about these things." There was a pause, I could feel you were about to say something. "I think you should get a boyfriend."I wanted to cry, I felt sick, I still had your cum inside me and you were dumping me. "You mean break up?" I asked."No Stace, no, not at all, anything but that," you said, turning to me, wrapping.