I just felt better talking about this in person,” I said to him as I walked up to him and hugged him. He hugged me back as he replied, “Well it is...’t really something you discuss over the phone now is it?” I smiled and slightly giggled. I excused myself for a minute to finish up putting in the load of laundry I had started before Greyson arrived. I leaned over the washer as I turned the knob and started running the load when suddenly I felt his hands rubbing my thighs. I smiled, then I started. .big guy...to fuck my dirty slut face." As I heard those words, the illusion that my mom was faithful has dissipated. "Huh? What? I cannot hear you slut!!!" he told her still holding her hair in his fist. "Fuck my face!!!" screamed my mom at him like an animal. There was another shock coming for me. I did not realize it by hearing his voice. But for a split second the man looked to the side and I knew it was him. Yes, it was him and I could not believe my eyes. Another wave of anger and hate. Our tongues swirled against each other with gusto. Removing the stinging spray from my crotch made me relax somewhat until I was pulled tight against his sinewy body. "I noticed that when I first squeezed your tits, you really enjoyed it. I bet your husband keeps you happy by playing with then?" I was told as his other hand cupped and pulled on the other one. Before I could answer, my brown- headed lover slid to his knees and began tonguing my belly button. My heart continued to beat wildly. Maybe this time she would find out what was going on inside the other girl's head. That's what was important. As for the guys, if they were anything like the ones she knew, they could easily be ignored.Right on time, there was a knock on the door. Jonathan answered it."Hello, Mr. Brust? I'm Robert. Betty's date for tonight. Is she here?" Hi Robert. Come on in. Betty said she'd be ready in a few minutes. Have a seat."Jonathan liked the looks of this guy. Big, maybe six-one, six-two, strong,.