A couple weeks ago, on a random day, my wife's moving truck was outside when I received a text from my nosy neighor, Vicky.The text read, "Is everythi...g alright at your house? There's a moving truck."I said, "Thanks Vicky. All is OK. We have decided to break up, and she's moving out."I received a bunch of texts back from her that I ignored, because I really didn't want to get into it then and there.The next day while I was walking out to my driveway, and the most predictable thing happened;. “Hot…” She had a white shirt which was a size too small for her and ended up showing her tight stomach. She had a black skirt which came up to her mid thighs and when she raised her skirt, I saw pink hello kitty panties. She dressed like a slutty school girl and I grinned in response. We then took off to the party. “Holy fuck dude I thought you weren’t going to show up…and is this Tara?” He asked glancing at Tara. “Hi I am Kyle…” “Hi Kyle…yeah I am Tara…” Tara said cheerfully “You are hotter. "Getting home late, aren't you?" I asked, trying to look normal and not nervous."Yes, maybe just a little, Daddy. I've been sitting in the driveway talking to Ricky or I would've been in bed, already. Sorry, Daddy." Her golden hair was matted to her forehead and I could still see beads of sweat on her upper lip. Her makeup had smeared giving her dark raccoon eyes. The glossy lipstick she wore was completely rubbed off and I could smell the heavy scent of sex waft from her pores.I found myself. It was Friday afternoon before Greg heard from Laura about his third and fourth chapters. ‘Hi, it’s Laura. I’ve read the next two chapters.’ ‘Great, thanks, ready for more?’ ‘Um…I don’t know…maybe.’ That wasn’t what he was hoping to hear. ‘It’s up to you of course, so you just let me know.’ ‘I mean, it’s a good story and I’ve enjoyed it, but…’ ‘But if you’re offended by it we better stop.’ ‘It’s not that I’m offended, it’s just…you know awkward. I mean to talk to you about it.’ ‘Would it help.