“I am not! You can do so much better than Marcus.” Jamie looked at her friend, hoping that Kelsey believed her. She was being sincere. Kelsey sipp...d her drink and giggled to herself, blushing a little. “Why are you laughing?” Jamie asked, a smile dancing across her own lips now as well. Kelsey looked at her and giggled more, biting her lip before saying, “You’re not wrong about being able to do better than him... in bed.” Taken by surprise, Jamie looked at her friend, her eyebrows raised.. With a wink he took his bag of food and left.Sitting on the toilet in the staff bathroom, next to the break room, I ripped open the letter. Inside was a photograph and a note. Looking at the photograph, I saw in horror that it was a picture of myself, dress hiked up and panties pulled to the side furiously masturbating. My face was contorted in lust and my entire womanhood was on vulgar display. I had never seen such a blatantly pornographic image in my life, and it was ME! I imagined Jack, my. " Good for you. Never date someone you don't feel comfortable with." I ... erm ... I feel comfortable with you." I'm glad," I smiled, "but I'm literally old enough to be your grandfather." Yes, but ... you aren't my grandfather, or, for that matter, my father."I thought changing the subject would be a smart move at that point."What are you interested in, then?"She thought for a moment while I sipped coffee. They do make a great cup of coffee..."Do you always drink black coffee?" When I drink. His name was Bill, a quiet black married man. It seemed harmless enough to me, since he was married. Anita told me that they just had kissed once in his car, when he drove her to our home during a heavy rain afternoon. My wife swore that it as far as anything had gone between them... Later, Bill certainly had been pushing things to go further, but she kept fending him off, reveling in his attention. It made my sweet wife feel and act sexier. I asked her if she thought Bill would be larger than.