Angie leaned down and their mouths met. Ian could tasted the combination of his own pre-cum and Angie's cunt juice.Unbeknownst to them, Angie's eighte...n year old lover Oliver had returned home just in time to hear his Angie scream in orgasm. It was a sound he knew well, having been responsible for quite a few of them himself. His cock grew in his trousers and he fondled himself as he silently climbed the stairs. He reached the bedroom door, which was open slightly, allowing him a view of Angie. I set the table and kept my mouth shut."Tomorrow evening, I have to go back in to work around seven for a short while, Bill," revealed Paula. "I have to meet with some parents to go over the lack of progress their children are making." No problem," I replied as I recalled the conversation I had with Tim Brown earlier that same day.Tim was the head maintenance man at the high school where Paula taught. He had been in my body shop getting an estimate on repairing a ding in his fender from an all. I sighed and made faces at myself in the mirror.There just had to be a way to stop the wedding, which was day after tomorrow. I knew if I kept thinking something would come to me.The next morning, when I was in the middle of my gravy and biscuits and cantaloupe, my best friend Lily Culpepper called and said she wanted me to meet her in the park. She was running errands for her Mama, who was five months pregnant with twins, and would have time to eat a picnic lunch with me if I'd pick up the. It hurt a lot at first but they used some sort of grease and it was something I could stand. After a while I was so stretched it didn’t make any difference. I had only a vague reference as to time. I remember seeing out the window once and noticing it was daylight. That was yesterday morning. Sometime about mid-morning they let me rest for a while. I showered and used the douche Mike gave me. I went to a room and fell onto a bed and slept as if I were dead." She fell silent for a while. I.