" "A couple of hours? For breakfast?" ... "I've got plenty of time left to kill, but I want to get there early." "That's two hours away. What are you going to do between now and then?" "I'll figure it out." . Well one night me and those same bad influential friends were hitting the clubs but nothing was going on because it was a week night and I was buzzing a good bit after a few drinks so it was maybe about 1am and we were about to split up and head to our different homes but I still had that itch that I could not scratch myself and guys know what I mean so I call her and wake her up because she had to work the next day and be there at 7am but like I said I was little intoxicated so I asked to come. I'm glad, 'cause it sure did wonders for me!"She laughed but there was a bitter sound to it. "I wish I could make my husband understand how good it can be. He thinks it's dirty and won't touch me there. We did it once, maybe 35 years ago, and he couldn't wait to get into the shower. Now he... he hardly ever wants to have sex." Ouch. That's too bad."She giggled. "Yeah, it is. Life is so much more fun if you get fucked every so often. Come on, sugar, let's go get a shower. Ya never know when we. ” “Gudnite,” was all he could mumble in response. Blake lay awake for the longest time trying to suppress his boner and get his mind off of Kate. He was emotionally spent but didn’t fall asleep until he heard a soft snore coming from Kate. He dreamt he was fucking Kate’s brains out after eating her delicious cunt, followed by a dream of her sucking his cock. For good or bad the second wasn’t a dream. Blake awoke in the middle of the night to see his shorts pulled down below his balls and Kate.