She knew it was a petty, self-centered,mean-spirited thing to be thinking under the circumstances. She was arotten person. She should have never have ...een a parent to begin with.No wonder Phoebe hadn't wanted to see her all this time, that sheconsidered Marcia only as a last, desperate resort.She stopped herself from going any further. Now, on top of it all, shewas feeling sorry for herself. Wallowing in self-pity. Ugh.Just then Phoebe came padding barefoot out of her bedroom and Marcia'sheart. She had shaved her pussy while in the bathtub and she looked adorable in her black thong. I wanted to take her as she sat in front of the mirror curling her shoulder length blonde hair. I loved her mascara that way it was so hot and then she applied the dark red lipstick that she loved. She slipped into her black cocktail dress without bothering with a bra and she slipped into her heels without panty hose. Her tanned legs looked so hot. We had planned our spring fling in Dallas the previous. He’d been a manager for a year, financing his college expenses as he went, attempting to avoid student debt even though it slowed him down academically a bit.As he walked out to his car, the rear door of the large Mercedes sedan parked next to it opened and a tall brunette woman stepped out.“Thomas, I’d like a word with you. Please get in the car.”She sounded serious so he complied, curious as hell. The car was driven to a luxury hotel and he was asked to accompany her inside. She wordlessly. He told me that he was not expecting anything like this to happen or ever to hear me say it.We started out as usual by first masturbating solo and then mutually until we were both good and ready. He was so hard and so ready for me. He took out a packet of condoms and I realized that perhaps he had been ready all along. I was as wet as I was ever going to be, as slowly, oh so slowly, he eased his condom-covered penis into my wet opening and the head of his cock slipped in just passed my pussy.