Maybe we should make this every day," she said as I went in and there was Eva sitting on the sofa."Hello, oh, do you know what is coming out from your...shorts?" she asked, wide-eyed, a broad grin on her face. Her daughter looked down and began laughing."Oh, a little preview," she tittered while I stood there."Well, should I just do it right here? My name is Lewis, by the way, Apartment 403."They both nodded and Isabel handed me a small bottle of lube and I stripped down and dripped a little on. " No, I don't have everyone's numbers I work with either, only my boss' number to call him if I'm sick or late. But I would really like to talk to one or two of the women that you go out with. Yes, this has caused me to question your veracity and can I really believe what you say to me to be the truth. I so want to believe everything you have said to me. BUT there is now a worrying question in the back of my mind that asks why you didn't come to me immediately if it was just as innocent as you. He rolled me over on my back and lifted my legs so that my knees were by my head... I'd never felt so exposed in my life, my gaping pussy and asshole both on full display before he penetrated me again and continued to fuck me with no regard to me... he was getting what he wanted, and that's all that mattered to him at the time. I felt him speeding up, and I knew he was getting close... I started to get close as well, and I realized how much I enjoyed being used... knowing he was going to leave. "Greg takes off his shoes and climbs onto the bed, fluffing the pillows behind his head to get comfortable. Lisa grins knowing exactly what she is going to do next, they had talked about this fantasy many times. She turns on the little radio to a station that is playing some soft music, then picks up her glass and finishes off the remains of her wine before handing it back to Greg for a refill. Sitting up to fill her glass, he looks up to hand it back to her when he sees Lisa's lovely hips.