How fucking timely, I thought.“We miss you, Jim. I know it sounds self-serving, but it’s the truth. And by we I do mean the both of us. Yeah, me a...d Claire screwed up. But...” he said, and paused.“But?” I said.“Jim don’t take this wrong. But Claire and I were meant to be together. You got there first and put in your bid. She was ready to be married and she, all too quickly, said yes; and then you were married, and you were my best friend, and I planned to stay the hell outta the way but .... You mean, like fuck you with it? The question sends shock waves through my extremities, culminating in a slight buzz at the head of my dick. Jennifer pretends to look confused, but she knows Im serious and is apparently intrigued herself, a good sign. I nod my head and try not to smile but a grin cracks as my excitement builds. Do you think you can handle it? Its been awhile hasnt it? She asks, knowing full well I pleasured myself with the purple toy only a week ago. I was bad. I think I. “You make me laugh. I don’t meet many guys that do that.” “I just can’t imagine why?” I teased her, purposely looking at her tits. She giggled again. Then I saw the chance to be serious. “Ok. I’ll be straight for a second. So what things upfront are you talking about? Sounds very important. But that’s good. Try me,“ Put on the spot suddenly, she seemed unsure of where to start. So I cut in. “I’m actually surprisingly flexible,” This was my cue to look down at my lap,. .” Ashley interrupted John before he could finish his sentence. “No, Mom said you brought her a lot of happiness and there was nothing to forgive you for or be mad about. She said it was all really about you and an old friend of hers. Mom said that you’d gotten married to her friend and then divorced. Mom said she was very sad you’d gotten divorced.” Ashley’s face looked a bit like she didn’t quite comprehend the full meaning of what her mother had said to her. “Anyways, I really didn’t.