My stranger, his cock now starting to soften, looked downat me, smiled, and ruffled my hair as he stuffed his cockback into his pants. He turned and l...ft, buckling his beltas he walked away. I looked at my voyeur, who just staredback at me with a half smile on his face. I got up, andreached down for my t-shirt. I started to wipe my face offwhen he spoke.“Leave it on your face,” he said.I turned to look at him, holding my t-shirt.“Want to go outside?” he asked me. I could. " I know that honey." I did too. From whatever delusions that Rob lived in, he did love me - that I was sure of. Hell, it was the only thing that I had been sure of for many a year.I just had to ask, "When did you start... feeling this way toward me?" It took a lot of effort to keep my voice calm as I asked that. He remained silent with his head hung so I stated, "It's OK honey." I wanted to know what I did to make him deluded in this way - had he seen his father and I making love? Or perhaps. Alex was right; she was a giant perv, and she was loving it. Courtney could hear Zoe call out from the other room. Something about getting back early from swim practice. “Come on out, coach, I need you to show me how to perfect my breaststroke.” Courtney heard Zoe giggle from somewhere inside the apartment. Through the small sliver of opening of the shut the closet door, she spied Alex smiling as he emerged from the bathroom, having cleaned his cock a bit. Obviously likes that one, she. ..and her long shapely black stocking-ed thighs...pleading to be released...well they were my most coherent dirty thoughts. Ms Phillips wasn’t one for flirting...she polished off her glass of bubbly ...and put the flute down on the table next to her...but it was her other hand that took me by complete surprise ....but not my responsive cock...which reacted with a jolt of male rising to the occasion...her hand swept across my pants...getting the full shape on my cock and nuts in one cunning.