She knew she was hot and had no problem showing herself off to Nick who stood there with a disappointed look on his face. “Hey, is Mike here?” he...asked. “No, he isn’t here. He won’t be home till late tonight,” Megan sarcastically replied. “I scored us court side tickets to the basketball game Saturday night against the Heat. I know how much of a fan Mike is of the Heat,” Nick said. “Saturday night won’t work,” Megan said sternly back to him. “Why not?” said a frustrated Nick. “We've been. I felt foolish for believing you both wanted the same things I did out of our relationship. What was really foolish was assuming you did without actually talking to you both about it. When I went to the bar I had no idea Lydia was even there. I ordered a Cape Cod and was planning on drinking the pain away for a while. We had just been talking about her in the pool and suddenly there she was, like some kind of a cruel cosmic joke. I didn't want to care right then. I didn't want to feel anymore.. I threw her soaked panties aside and took a moment to admire her shaved pink pussy.I went down between her legs and kissed her inner thighs for a few seconds before making contact with her lips. I licked up the length of her slit and back down to the other side.“Ever had this done?” I asked, seeing her chest heaving.“No, never,” she said.I gently spread her lips and ran my tongue over her opening and up to her clit. I placed my hands around her legs and caressed her thighs while my tongue. She started unbuttoning my pants. I couldn’t start protesting now or she would have known I was faking it but my cock was already hard from her body rubbing against me from the walk down the hall. There would be no hiding it from her even thru my boxers. Holy shit, she’s not gonna take of my boxers is she? Oh fuck, please take off my boxers. Do NOT take off my boxers. Take em off take em off take em off… whatthefuckiswrongwithme?! Leaving my boxers on, she pulled the blankets over me, kissed my.