“Care to come up for a drink or something?” she asked coyly.“I don’t need any more to drink, but I’d like the ‘or something’,” was his...not unexpected response. Reaching under his jacket he peeled off the cummerbund and untied the bow tie.Once inside her apartment, Cassie closed the door behind them and said, “Stay there.” She turned her back to him and reached inside the mink coat. Unzipping the evening gown, she allowed it to slip down inside the dress, then stepped out of it. Turning back to. I’m guessing that is what you mean by exploring, correct?”Lisa gets up, walks over and gets what he asked for, and comes back. “Get up on your hands and knees” he commanded.She did as he said, and then she feels his hands running over her back, over her ass, and down her outer thighs. As he transitions to her inner things and comes back up, she can already feel the juices flowing in her. Jace runs his fingers over her wet slit, and then up, slowly between her ass cheeks, and then she feels. Can we just lie in each others arms for a few more minutes?”“I’d like that,” I murmured. “It did feel natural didn’t it.”As we lay cuddling I thought, this is weird. Sara’s one of the gang. Christ, I’ve talked to her about how to turn women on and how to get them into bed. I didn’t think we could become lovers.“Sara,” I said in a questioning voice, “I’m not …”“Yeah, I know,” she said cutting me off. “I think I’m having the same thoughts. Can I stay tonight so we can talk about what just. The divorce documents were with me, so I wanted only a last honest confrontation, but no more. When she entered the living room, she knew something was wrong.She looked at me and asked, "Frank what's the matter? Why are you sitting in such a sad state here?"I began straight, "Susan sometimes the past comes back and bites us in our ass."Susan stood astonished in the living room.I carried on, "I'm divorcing you, but I think you have the right to know the reason"Susan looked at me and said. "I.