“I love you, too.”I stared into her eyes. “Are you okay? As much as I liked this, you’re not usually so ... bold. Is everything fine?”She bi... her lip and squirmed.“Let me talk to her,” my wife said. She held out a beckoning hand. “Come on, honey.”Becky bit her lip. Then she nodded.I groaned as I pulled out of her. My cock throbbed before me, coated in her juices. I turned around, leaning against the wall, panting. I was flushed. My chest rose and fell. My wife led Becky into the classroom, and. . thing you know..." I knew exactly what she meant: If I had found out if cum really was a good skin conditioner and found that webpage that told everything about it. "No, I don't know what you mean, tell me" I said."well..." I wanted to her to say the word, I wanted her to start using the word so that it wouldn't feel so wrong for her. "well... you know... yesterday... you said you where going to try to find that web-page... you know..." What web-page?" I asked."Well... the one that was. I hadn’t heard from you in a while and I just felt like you’d moved on.’ She reaches down to her purse and pulls out a bundle of about five or six envelopes. On the top one I see written, ‘RTS, no longer at this address’. It takes me a second to notice that it is in Krista’s handwriting. I’m suddenly furious. ‘I figured you’d moved and would write me, but I never heard from you again. I tried a few more times and gave up.’ With clenched teeth I say, ‘that is my ex-wife’s handwriting. She must. “Happy birthday, Adam.” I opened the door and, with my heart beating a mile-a-minute, I looked inside. It looked like a small apartment. The room had a cozy sitting area, a small kitchen, a big bed, and a curtained-off area that I assumed was a bathroom. The most amazing thing was that there were two kids, my age or a bit younger, just as naked as I was, sitting on the edge of the bed. They looked very much alike, although one was a boy and the other was a girl. I stared at.