" Why didn't you use your bed?" she asked suspiciously. Man, I sure hoped she didn't know I was eating out her friend's pussy on her bed!"Because your... was closer, and I was really tired." I knew it was a lame excuse, but what would you say?"Well, okay I guess." Great, she was buying it!" She paused for a second, then continued, "Hey Dad, have you seen my friend Brittany? She said was coming up here to get some lotion."Brittany and I looked at each other with naughty eyes. "No Sweetie," I. .You came home from work like any other day. Annoyed and a little tired, but you couldn't complain much. Everyone hated their job, but yours wasn't that bad and it paid pretty decently. You were just happy for the chance to see your fiancee after so many hours.Steph was watching a documentary in the living room. Some show about a guy who owned cats or something. It wasn't really your thing, but she seemed to enjoy it. Coming in to sit beside her, you admired your fiancee's beauty as you did. I was actually a little jealous. but she couldhave been a lesbian as well. I kept my thoughts to myself.When the families would visit, or her parents would ask me to pick herup from school, there was always an awkward gulf between us. Now HE wasout. He was going to college as Andrew. No one knew my secret."Hey, Andy...Uhm...Something I can do for you?" I answered."Yeah, I was wondering, before I leave for school if I could talk toyou. Is your wife around?" No. She's out for the day." . I stalked out of the building, swearing under my breath at the fucking shit-for-brains “tutor” coach had hooked me up with. I never even noticed a librarian behind the counter, a good-looking older woman with dyed red hair pulled back and pinned up in a tight bun, following me with her eyes as I headed for the door. When I got outside, I leaned against a lamppost and texted her back: Alisha, sorry for the confusion, but I can’t make it tomorrow evening. That’s why we agreed to meet this.