The way she tasted. And most of all, the smile that I fell in love with 2 years ago. I wondered what she was doing right now. Probably sleeping. I wan...ed so badly to text her, but I didn’t want to risk waking her up. I groaned and rolled over, finally falling asleep around 1 that morning. Then the next thing I knew, Liv was standing at the foot of my bed, smiling and waving. She came closer and bent over and kissed me softly. I reached up and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her even. Could'a, would'a, should'a, but not for Shay. My prom date took me to a party after the dance, and I was in the mood. But the best laid plans... yada, yada. The dance had set up a very romantic atmosphere, and I had heard that the party we were going to was in a house with a lot of spare bedrooms and not much supervision. But my marvelous date had more on his mind than just the state of Shay's unopened honey pot. As soon as he got there he started drinking, and my romantic evening ended with. " Really! You do that to all the new guys that move in?" I responded, shocked at my obvious flirtation. He just blushed and turned off the music on his phone."No, I just thought it was something I should do." Why?" I said as I blew out some smoke."Since we have a mutual friend in common I thought it would be nice to catch up." He said as he moved his gym bag off his shoulder and placed it between his feet.I knew instantly he was talking about you, I didn't like it and my back was instantly. His left hand inched slowly down Mandy’s hip and onto her thigh. He slowly inched her skirt up her legs, giving her husband an erotic view of his wife he can never have experienced before. Tom gasped as the top of Mandy’s stocking came into view and he watched mesmerised as Marcus’s dark, black hand slid onto the creamy whiteness of her thigh. Mandy was moaning quietly into the black man’s mouth as he began to trace the lips of her cunt through her soaking panties. Mandy thrust her mound onto.