" Greg sipped his coffee and patted her hand. "Don't worry, my love. Don't worry about anything. We'll work things out. We have to. It's our fate. Our...destiny."Megan sat for a moment looking into her coffee cup. She raised her gaze, looked in his eyes and said, "Greg, I have to tell you something important. About Amy and me. You may feel differently about me after you hear this."Greg smiled at her. "What could be so terrible?"Megan looked down at her hands. "Do you remember that time you called. A taxi quickly drove up beside his own car and a blonde waved to him from the back seat. He watched impatiently as she discussed payment with the taxi driver and then handed over some bills. He had to admit she was photogenic. The television cameras absolutely loved her. She had long, blonde hair with enough curl in it to give her an unprepared look, or perhaps it was a ‘just rolled over in bed’ look. Her eyes were light green. Her lips were red and full. She would never win a national beauty. I'd saved the worst for last.The house I own is a three bedroom ranch-style home located in one of the city's better middle income sub-divisions. It was a spoil of war left over from my divorce and one of the few things I had to show for four years of marriage. I had been lucky in that, at the time of my divorce eight years earlier, there wasn't much equity in the place and the payments were too high for my ex-wife to afford. She let me have it and along with it custody of 'Ralph'What was. Going up I leaned against him. Suddenly I felt something rubbing my butt. Mark tilted his head and kissed me on the cheek. I opened my mouth to say something, and Mark shoved his tongue in and kissed me deeply. My was so confused. Between the drinks and him kissing me I started getting aroused. I sucked on his tongue as he squeezed my butt cheeks. My dick started hurting being trapped between my legs as it tried to stiffen. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. We walked to his room. As he.