If Nancy does want to fuck their husbands, I've got no gripe coming.No, no, no! There is no way I can fuck up our marriage like this. I've got to do s...mething. I'll have to warn her some way. And it seems like there is no way I can warn her without telling at least part of the truth.I drank the 7 Up and tried to convince my stomach that it was dinner, then tried to convince my head that it was time to go to sleep. The dinner part was a tough sell, but the bedtime part wasn't too hard. After the. “Alene, where are you?” A horrible silence followed. Suddenly she realized she was alone and at that moment panic started to engulf her.Suzie forced herself to calm down and began to take stock of the situation. She looked around but there was no hint of her lover from last night. She looked at the place where she remembered Alene had ejaculated whilst on the bed earlier but saw no sign of cum. Nothing. She looked around the room and became aware of how clean it was. Momentarily she smelt a. After five minutes of jumping up and down with happiness, Sophie turned to Jenny and said "I did it. With Becky."Jenny couldn't believe what she had heard. Becky was Sophie's other bestfriend. A few years older than both of them, she was the only other person Sophie was really close to, and boy, was she attractive. Becky was one of two girls Jenny was "attracted" to, in a more physical manner, as in she'd have sex with them, but never date them. The other was Sophie, and to hear that the two of. As she lifted the arm rest between us she slowly turned and slid into the window seat all the while facing the window. I continued to stare at the back of her head waiting for her to look towards the safety demonstration that had begun. Her soft shoulder length blond hair drew my attention to the slit in the back of her dress, even more revealing than the one in the front. In her twisted position, to face the window, the dress had drawn apart and I noticed that same triangular pattern her left.