As I was thinking these thoughts, James became impatient and pushed my head on to his cock, adding more anger to my thoughts. James can speak the same...language as me. He could have voiced his opinions about me being gay privately. He could have been gentle, inviting me to watch a DVD at his house. If he asked me within this scenario, we could gently explore each others bodies and emotions. And Ross, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to an aggressive outing of his friend, he deserves to be. She was stacked and she certainly had the bod to go with the boobs.As he was looking at her she moved her legs out towards the aisle (maybe giving him a better look?). He could see that she was wearing pumps that matched her dress...the one with the halter neck that held up her luscious breasts. He was able to make out more of her as his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the bar.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the other lady (lady?) sitting with her was getting up and going to use. I stood behind her looking at her chubby arse, I move towards her and held my cock at the entrance to her dripping pussy. With one deep trust I sliped my hard cock deep inside her, she let out a quite moan. I grabbed her chubby hips and held them tight as I started to pound into her. I banged into her hard and fast, her arse wobbled all over as I pounded her, her huge tits swung around under her. I thrusted deeper harder and faster, she turned her head round and said "fuck me you bastard", she. " Good-bye, Laura."The line went dead and the faculty wife spent the next few hours crying.The next few days were miserable for Laura. She tried to resolve herself to a continued life with Donald but somehow could not. It was not that life with Donald was all that bad but rather that Kyle, having come into her life, had meant so much and now there was a tremendous emptiness that she had no idea as to how to fill.Donald was certainly aware of her dilemma. he had suspected for some time. He had.