Sharon Beachum did none of those things. She packed up her things, moved out of the condo she had shared with her asshole ex and bought a nicer, newer...home on 9th Avenue, closer to her Mom. The death of her marriage didn’t affect Sharon in the least. Actually, that wasn’t entirely true. Sharon did enjoy a lovely Apple Martini, cried when she realized how much she had paid in lawyer’s fees, told all her friends she wasn’t upset and enjoyed a lovely, decadent, laden-with-calories sundae. But none. She stroked my neck and slowly lowered her hands to my large breasts making circles around my fully aroused nipples. She reached over to kiss me with those luscious full lips and we started teasing each other with our tongues. Monique’s mouth covered mine and her tongue plunged deeply into my mouth. I never thought I could be so turned on by another woman’s kiss and touch. I reached down and stroked her long, shapely leg, going higher and higher under her skirt. To my delight, she wasn’t. He saw me looking at his cock, and said, “So do you like what you see?” I looked up at him and with a big smile, said “Yeah, it will do.” He looked at me, with a puzzled look and said, “Is that right, it will just do, huh?”. “Yes, it will.” I said, while chuckling a bit. I turned my focus back on his face and continued to shave his face, slowly, smoothly and I could see he was enjoying it. I told him that I wanted to shave his cock as well. He opened his eyes widely and said, “I’m not sure. ...."well I dont want to spoil your fun...put a pair on" she said....I was afraid ,embarrassed and excited ,all at one time...."no its ok" i said........"DONT THINK YOUR GETTING OFF THAT EASY" ..DO YOU WANT ME TO TELL EVERYONE WHAT IVE JUST WALKED IN ON?".....NO? WELL PICK A PAIR"......I looked at them before me laid on the bed ..and picked up a pair of deep pink shiny looking ones...."PUT THEM ON THEN...LET ME SEE WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE"...I went to head to the bathroom..NO ..HERE IN FRONT OF ME".