We still saw each other at school. We still went to games and dances. We just weren’t together. The expectations sort of evaporated.I still think ba...k to those times and if I’m really relaxed in the evening with a glass of wine, I sometimes feel the soft brush of skin against the back of my hand.Back to EllaWe made up a Bible verse a long time ago. “Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for he shall not be disappointed.” It’s in the Book of Hezekiah. Look it up.I had expected that after. And we can’t…I mean you can’t just bring him in here for us to do this…not that often. I’m uncomfortable with the fact that I’ve done what I did already. I’ve got to go home and stare my husband in the face and try to forget that I jerked off an overly endowed boy in my office today.” “Well he can do it himself, right?” “He may…but he may not. His equipment is ahead of his brain probably at this point, and after this…fiasco…well he may be reluctant to do anything for a while. So you need to. He'd left early for practice, and hadn't seen her since yesterday night when they'd fucked. He was worried now about how she was reacting.She was wearing a heavy sweater over jeans. Her back was to him as she unpacked some things and put them away in the cupboards. He walked up beside her and leaned against the counter a foot away.She turned and glanced at him briefly before returning to her unpacking."Hi." he said."Hi." Get everything done?" She nodded."How you feeling?" Fine." That's good.". " Talking dirty wassomething I wasn't really familiar with but it was enchanting.Bliss' long, twig-like fingers entangled my cock, grasping tightly andrubbing. "But she wasn't wearing any panties, was she?"I gulped. I had never been so turned on in all my life. "No, youweren't." Bliss' eyes widened as she felt me 'awaken' in her hand. A wrysmile crept onto her lips, she was in total control and she knew it."I've been a bad girl," she purred and bit my ear lobe."Oh yeah," I moaned."Aren't you.