What type of guy wouldn’t like that? We don’t have to agree on everything. All we have to do is find a common ground.”“Right,” she replied. ...��I thought we had a common ground, but after a while, our common ground wasn’t what I thought it would be.”“His loss,” I shot back. “Time to move on.”She stared back at me, but it was as though she was looking past me.“Where did you come from?” she asked.Her question was probably more rhetorical in nature and while I knew that, I couldn’t help but say,“I’m. "I'll wait for you there." As she turns and walks away my eyes lock onto the suggestive sway of her sexy ass cheeks visible under her stretch pants.I check with my manager, get the okay to start my lunch break early and head over to Starbucks. There is a sense of déjà vu when I see Barbara sitting at the same table Cyn and I sat at on our last visit. She's sipping a drink and there's one on the table for me."I didn't know what you drink so I got you a caramel latte. I hope it's alright," she. As usual I was already wet...hormones! I bit my lip as I slowly teased myself, circling my clitoris slowly and occasionally sliding two fingers inside myself. Before long I was panting hard, my orgasm close, but still I continued to tease myself, knowing my orgasm would be all the more intense when I allowed myself to tip over the edge. I threw my head back, moaning out loud when a noise from the doorway had my head snapping up in shock.There stood my daddy! Still in his work suit, but with his. Mike stopped saying he had an idea to make her more comfortable and stepped back. G pulled his cock from her mouth and for the first time since I walked in I saw my wife without another mans cock in her. Mike sat down in a chair next to a tool box and told Nancy to walk over to him. Nancy walked over, her dress bunched around her waist. Her tits were bouncing in that sheer bra the one that I love so much,,,.Thats when I saw all the cum all over her stocking clad feet, one of the guys must have.