I moved to fuck this guy while his wife replaced me, sucking Charles cock. It was very erotic to cum next to Charles while he was playing with another...woman. Eventually Charles was fucking her too and it was hot watching how hard she came on hubby. The guy I was with blew his load into his condom and Charles decided he was done, though he hadn’t cum yet. The couple got up and left and so did we. We noticed that time had flew by and that it was almost closing time so we went back to our. She grudgingly brought it inside and tossed it on the table with the other bills from the previous night. Sighing, she fixed herself something for dinner; tonight it would be a can of chili and a slice of bread from the day-old bread store. It was about all she could afford anymore.As she ate, she stared at the envelope as if willing it to disappear, but of course, it didn't. Finally, she sighed and she opened it. And her assumptions were correct. It was a notice from the landlord. The letter. ..She twitched harder, so much I couldn't ignore it really. I was wondering what's up."Are you ok?" I askedshe just nodded "Yes" She settled down a bit...but after few moments wiggling started again...she pressed her legs hard together and tried to hold that book up, but her eyes were looking somewhere on the floor next to me."Seriously, are you ok? Do you need help?" I though she needs to go pee or is having some kind of seizure, but it didn't quite feel like that, I had no idea. "..I'm. She’d been there once before, many years earlier. It wasn’t a particularly fancy place, but it had decent fried fish with friendly service. It had gorgeous water views as it sat right on the beach and also had an outdoor seating area where you could eat or order drinks.She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to go in or wait outside for ... who? She realized she still didn’t even know the guy’s name. Shit, did she even know for sure that it WAS a guy? What if it was a woman? Did she specify on her.