It hadbeen almost four years since I was last tormented byIngrid and her boyfriend (now husband). I had beencommunicating with her for about six month... online. Iwondered how long my wife knew about all of this.It seems since Ingrid left me on that fateful day, shewas determined to continued screwing up my life andwhen she learned her friend Karen was beingtransferred in her company near to where I wastransferred, she mentioned to her that she knewsomeone who had just "been dumped" by his. I’ll go real slow.’ ‘Did you bring the protection?’ ‘Yes.’ She had insisted we use a condom. She was scared to death of getting pregnant. ‘Are you going to put it on?’ ‘Before I come. I want to feel you skin to skin. And I want you to feel me.’ ‘Don’t come in me. You promised.’ ‘I won’t, Mae.’ I moved between her legs and touched the down of her hair there with the head of my penis. Her little place did look very small. I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed the head in. Mae tensed and I. Angie gave me a quick kiss on the lips and bounced out of my house like a no-care-in-the-world twelve-year-old. My first thought was to shower and then it dawned on me. A shower with Angie would be the perfect opening act for her video. Buck-assed naked still, I went to find my video cameras. Thoughts ran through my head of what I wanted to do with Angie. Every porn flick I had ever seen seemed to clutter my brain. Should we do raunchy? Maybe romantic filth? Perhaps something kinky. I finally. At the first viewing they instantly offered the asking price but the estate agent said he would let the owners know but as there was still two more couples to view the house that week he said he couldnt take house of the market incase they beat their offer .cass was gutted as she didnt want to loose the chance of getting the house , it was perfect for her husband and herself but they just couldnt up their offer.at the second viewing she tried every trick she could think of to get dave to remove.