No!" No, what?" he asked."N... no means no... I mean, yes. I... I'm not sure..." I'm just asking why you called after all this time. You have to know....Yes, of course she should know. It was the kind of question that should have an easy answer, but no answers came easily any more, not when her skin went all tingly every time William's gaze took in some small portion of her body, even if it was something as innocent as his eyes lighting upon her hand as she took hold of her wine glass. Not when. Maria'shorny sighs were like music to his ears; he was determined to give thisunselfish, broadminded woman as much pleasure as he possibly could. Andeven thought muff diving formed the mainstay of their raunchier lovemakinghe never tired of it. As he had a pussy of his own he knew exactly where tolicks, where to touch and what pressure to use and Maria was putty in hishands as she thrashed around on the bed.Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang and Maria let Dave into thehouse. He still could. “Okay. We will see what to do about it later.”We both cleared the dishes. It was awkward to be in her presence and I tried my level best to appear normal. When we finished, we wished each other good night and retired to our room.Just as I entered the room, I heard my phone ring. I sighed as I reached out to my phone and accepted the call.“Jen! What is it?” I asked.“Simon, where the hell are you? I have texted and have called you since morning. Are you still mad at me?”“I was mad, but it’s fine.. ”“How old are you?”“Twenty-six. I’ve been out of college three years. How old are you?”“Just turned nineteen. My father has got me into the community college here taking business courses. I just found him and didn’t want to leave and go away to school.”“What do you mean, you just found him?”“My mother was a war bride and my father and mother got separated. My mother died and my Aunt raised me. My father searched for my mother, but he couldn’t find her. I had better luck and found him back in.