I had already decided I liked her. The intruder walked through my house wearing just a t-shirt when she wanted to wash her jeans too. She would put al... her clothes in the washer when she came in and in the drier after her sleep. Apparently she had decided I had already seen her nude and it didn’t matter or had decided to thank me for my hospitality. She undressed in the kitchen. Then I reminded myself she did not know I could now see that end of the kitchen, she likely just though she was out. I went to sleep. My weeping jag from earlier in the afternoon caught up to me and my mind demanded rest."Frances, Frances," someone was shaking me gently and calling my name. My face was cold and I felt a good deal more distant from my body than I usually did when waking up. I was sitting in a soft chair and didn't recognize the voice that said more urgently, "Frances, honey it's time to wake up. You need to go home now."Go home? I thought, then I remembered that I'd gone to Mr. Jacob's house. He bent down and I could feel his warm breath on my swollen helmet and when his tongue touched it send shock waves through my body, I felt his tongue licking all around the head before running down the full length of my throbbing cock before running all the way back up again and then taking the head into his mouth.I felt his hand under my bottom as his fingers were searching for my crack, I wiggled a bit to point him in the right direction and was sure my cock got harder as his fingers found. “Luke, before you start, I have to tell you some things. You might not like all of them, but I want you to let me finish before you respond. Last night...”He kissed the top of her head. “You and Alejandro had hours — quite possibly many hours — of sex, first here on the bed and then all over the bedroom. Maybe in the bathroom as well, though I may have slept through most of that. You said a whole bunch of things, both in and out of the heat of passion, that you think will worry me. You did.