However; Y'all sound very upset with me and I haven't the vaguest notion why. So if you can calm down, I'd be happy to listen to what you are so upset...about. If not, then I'll have to ask you to call me at a less inappropriate time."Vicky panted heavily, "You know EXACTLY why I'm pissed at you! Shelly just called a bit ago and said that some of the girls told you that Mike served me with divorce papers yesterday and you almost broke the sound barrier getting over there to see him. How could you. Looking up at him with seductive eyes, I asked, “Wanna learn something new? Something they don't teach at school.” Ben nodded his head, eagerly. “Pull off your boxers, then make yourself comfortable between my legs,” I instructed him. He did what I said and looked up at me for direction. “Give me your hand,” I said, softly. Taking his hand, I rubbed my pussy through my panties. Guiding his fingers to the spots that gave me the most pleasure, I made him manipulate my clit. “Can you feel how wet. Especially Marcus. Most of the old crew of girls went off and got married or lived too far away from the new house. That ex-wife of yours is kind of hot. Do you think she might be interested? asked Marcus. Im not sure. She can get horny enough that she would consider it, but we havent talked since the divorce a year and a half ago. I said. Besides, I have to think about that. We had a clean break and I still have feelings for her. Marcus lived on the same side of the river as Lisa. A week. It was open, and I called out to get someone's attention. A woman's voice answered, telling me she'd be right out. All the chairs in the main salon were covered with those aprons they throw over you, and I thought I'd hear that it was to late. A young woman, maybe twentyfive, came out of the back room. She had long, blonde-streaked dark wavy hair, bright blue eyes and full lips. Quite pretty overall. She was also quite large. She was wearing a terry cloth dress cut several inches above her.