In the meantime, Cap neededsome sort of answer."Thank you, Cap," she answered, "whichever way I decide. You're agood man -- and a good friend -- and ...'m sorry to have been so out ofsorts with you for so long." You were angry, and rightly so." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze,smiling when she didn't pull it away. "I'm just glad that you aren'tangry any more, at least, not at me."He had a nice smile, and she hoped, wistfully, that what he wastelling her _was_ true.* * * * *Wednesday, March. He liked the view—the skirt fit tightly enough to emphasize her figure and was short enough to show plenty of legs. Concentrating so on her body, he almost caromed into her at the apartment door. The lock snapped as she turned the key, and they were in the kitchen. He glanced to the right and saw the bedroom. Not wanting to move too quickly, he turned left, entering the living area. She felt like she was talking too much, babbling nervously. What was wrong with her? They had worked together for. Honey was lying there totally naked in front of her husband's best friend, Timothy, as he leaned over her, his hard erect cock jutting up from his sexy groin at an angle. She loved the way she could see his large, cum-filled balls dangling there below his engorged horny cock and Honey realized she was only seconds from realizing the plan that she and her husband, Ben, had put together. Her breasts were engorged with passion and her chest heaving with arousal from the hot pussy licking that. He leaned in to her and whisperedsomething inaudible to anyone around. Her eyes rose and she scannedthe elevator. He continued whispering. She found me and looked down atme, holding my gaze like a lioness appraising a gazelle. Her lipsformed the barest hint of a smile.I was lost in a hypnotic reverie, all fragrance and erotic ache. Icould smell him above any of the others, as if my olfactory senseswere starved, waiting to be fed by his male odours. But now I alsocaught a faint whiff of her. I.