“I told you about my ex. She never really did oral and only fucked because she felt she had to. Anal would have never happened.”“ Have you ever ...hought about fucking me in the arse?” she asked.“Nope, never considered it”“Well, looks like I’ve got something new for you then. No normal sex today, today you’re going to fuck me in the arse.” She rolled over, retrieved the tube of lube and put some on my cock. Handed it to me and said “lube me up like you did for your finger.” She got on her knees. I went and got a beer and sat back down. The next thing I see is Vicky walking back into the living room dressed in a pink teddy with matching panties and black lace stockings. She must have went to the tanning bed because she looked darker than this morning. She was also carrying a little gift bag. She went over and put on some slow music and came over and gave me a nice long soft kiss. After about 20 minutes of this she asked me if I wanted to see the rest of my present. I said yes. She stood. I hung up and smiled as Brian offered me a glass. He allowed as how he had never done this before. I replied with a very wide eyed but a very sexy, “Me either,” and then I laughed and he relaxed and laughed too. I sipped my drink, thanked him, and suggested we get the business part of things over with so we could get on to the fun. Brian went to his wallet and started to hand me the money and I discreetly pointed to the bar. “Put it there I whispered,” and he smiled again nervously. I reassured. "But because I was so fucking depressed and in denial and wasn't taking care of myself--I miscarried that night." Oh, God, Jess," Ryan breathed. "Why didn't you tell me?" What was the point? I miscarried. It's gone. You don't have anything to worry about. I was going to call you, but when I miscarried... Besides which, it might not have been yours. I slept with Warren the night you dumped me." But odds are it was," Ryan said sadly."Yes," Jess agreed. "Odds are it was. Odds are you left me.