This was before the cell phone days. I finally split with my wife and moved into a shared house. Friday after work was the time Jennifer usually did h...r grocery shopping after leaving her new job so she’d come to my room and have some wine and cock before we went shopping together.She was an innovative one so when I made any suggestions she would eagerly try them. One I’ll never forget was when I sat on the toilet with an erection and she dropped down on it halfway while facing me and let go. ‘Why do they happen only during the day?’ she wondered.“Around three, maybe three thirty,” Frank replied, smiling at his disheveled wife. “Did you two have fun?”“I ... I don’t remember,” Tanya said, uncertainly. “I think we just fell asleep. But I had the weirdest dream – we were flying, or something. I can’t remember.”“Flying?” Frank asked, lightly interested. “That sounds like fun.”“It was a nightmare, really, with fighting and explosions,” Tanya replied. “I was terrified. But there was. " Yes, Jenny Wren, but you told Bea you would never send her away and she and I both have said that we're not prepared to be a threesome."He left it hanging.There was a long silence. Jenny realised that she had been challenged and her brain worked at speed. Bea was in love with her totally and irrevocably. If she gave her up Bea might well commit suicide or do something almost as desperate. Chris would not but she could not bear to lose him. He was so gentle, amusing and exciting. She had to. “Awww, what a sweetie,” she said and leaned further in and gave me a lingering 3-second kiss on my cheek. She was now almost entirely in front of me and leaning on the balcony rails.Her ass was literally up against my dick. Fuck whatever thoughts I was trying to suppress before. I was getting hard now. She was so incredibly hot. My hormones were raging. That kiss had to have meant something. I wanted her now.The cigarette was nearly done, and I had to think fast before we went back up. What was.