I could see her eyes drift down at my cock, every so often, and I had the feeling that she couldn't wait for bedtime and a chance to come to my room a...ain.I wondered, as I said goodnight and walked upstairs, if Jenny might actually let me fuck her this time.What would her pussy feel like? I wondered, as I shed all of my clothes and got into bed.I had left the bedroom door open a crack to allow Jenny to enter without making a sound.It seemed like several hours had passed as I lay, naked on my. Susan’s tongue probed Lesly’s moist lips and found its way up to her hard little nub. Lesly’s hands moved up her stomach and began squeezing her breast. She arched her back and began to moan with every breath. Susan looked up and said Oh honey you tasted so good and went back to her task of pleasing her young lover. A man was walking past and I motioned for him to come and watch. He just stood there. I told him that it was alright. He walked over and stood next to the table and said holy shit. Did something happen?”“You bet something did,” he said under his breath.“What’s going on? I did reserve a few tables at the strip joint for next week. That ought to be fun, right?”And then he told me – every last detail. It shocked the hell out of me.What had happened nearly turned my stomach, and I had nothing of value to remedy what had happened. But he went over it in careful detail. After all, that’s where we find the Devil – under mountains of details.The marriage had been cut off, I. ’ ‘What would you want me to do?’ James asked. ‘I’m not very handy.’ ‘It’s nothing very hard,’ Abby assured him. ‘It’s my washing machine. It needs leveling—jumps around when it spins. If you could just tilt it up for me I could turn the leveling wheels. I could wait for Bubba to do it, but I have such a lot of laundry. I hate the Laundromat.’ It was a simple request. James wanted to help her, especially after he discovered that he could make her laugh and uncover that smile that she hid under.