Not Jeannie, she said I had promised and if I didn't, Raoul would figure I was a lying little bitch and dump me like some loser. I called to make an a...pointment but Jeannie said I already had one.I knew I was in trouble when we pulled up in front of this sort of run down beauty salon, very dated and sort of tired. Inside, it was the like the dungeon of the bee-hives. Jeannie turned me over to Blanche, a stocky beached blonde with an updo from Hell. She never shut up ? all about her three. Finally she hollered, “Oh my God here I cum.” She was grinding my face into her pussy one moment and the next instant; she was pushing me away from her. I heard her say, “Nuff, Nuff.” Which I knew was her way of telling me to stop.I could not believe how soft her pussy had felt against my face and how wonderful her taste was. Even today, I can remember all of that.She still had me by the hair and once again, she gently pulled me to her. I started to kiss her pussy again very gently and as she. ‘Awww, Andy! You’re such a cutie! Look when tonight’s over, you wanna come back to mine, we’ll order pizza and watch trashy TV? You can stay if you like?’ ‘Yeah sure, better than waking up with a hangover alone I guess!’ I had just friend-zoned myself. I could have quite happily blown my brains out in the back of the taxi, right there. So we danced the night away, getting a twinge of jealousy every time she took my hand to get a drink at the bar and seeing all the guys eyeing her up and down,. There was a young guy already in the tub; I thought that if we started making out he would get out and go away. So, I started making out and getting very involved with Victor. That night I was in the mood for a nice fucking session and I decided that I wanted my husband's dick inside me and that young guy was not going to stop me.I stood up on the sheet and bent over so that I was laying on the pool deck with my ass and pussy pointed towards the hot tub giving my loving husband easy access to.