Hey, I told you she doesn’t watch porn!She sat meekly on the edge of the bed and he stood in front of her while she undid his pants and slid them do...n. There was a look of total shock on her pretty face as she gingerly reached into the fly of his boxer shorts and pulled out his thick, nearly erect black cock. She put her small hand around it and looked up at me wide-eyed. “You really want me to fuck him,” she asked. She seemed to be having second thoughts. “God, I can hardly get my hand all the. "So what's going on Anne?" I asked."Tom, my husband, is leaving me," she said. Just admitting that to me (and to herself) made her tear up again."Oh, Anne, honey, I'm so sorry!" I said, taking her trembling hand, "What happened?" He is leaving me for Christie, some blonde slut he met at a Christmas party a couple of years ago. It seems they have had several little 'parties' of their own since then," Anne said."You're kidding me," I said. It was the only thing I could come up with for a reply to. I told her I am ready to ask but not sure whether she would accept. She told me I can ask anything.I pulled up my courage and opened a note pad in her computer and typed K155 (Kiss). She gave me a stare, in a funny way asked whether I need chocolate or ice cream which I didn’t understand. Later she explained that Chocolate means kiss on cheeks & Ice Cream means Lip-to-Lip kiss. I then told her I want both, for which she smiled & went away for a tea break. After few days I just kept pestering. If anyone knows for sure that you'd cheat, it's me. Were you cheating with Armstrong?" I wasn't married when I slept with Calvin," she sneered, hunching her shoulders higher. "It's not my problem if you couldn't keep him interested. That's not surprising, really, since he said you just lay there like a dead fish."I poked her in the chest with my finger. "I wouldn't believe a single word micro-dick tells you about anything. A little bird told me you were hot and heavy with Armstrong. You slipped.