“What the hell is going on here? She's married Bob, remember, you were at the wedding three years ago.” From the back room my sister called out,...“We have to talk Travis, don't blame Bob, you can't be mad at him. I'll be right out.” I looked at my friend, “Go put some fucking clothes on, your dick doesn't excite me like that.” He grinned, flopped his hand in acknowledgment and went to put something on.Penny came back into the room dressed and timid. She glanced around as if looking for the. They were fourteen inches in the waist smaller than the pants I had sundered the day I decided to do something positive.And how sweet it was.I hopped on the scales, unafraid. I waited for the digital numbers to stop their flickering, deciding what to say to this burden. ("One at a time, please!")I looked at the final number; it was one hundred sixty-eight pounds below my high-water mark. I'd beaten my goal. I'd sealed the deal, and I'd earned a celebration.I turned into a workout machine after. I am very pleased to see a wet spot develop through your briefs by your cock head. I quickly realize that that happens to me when I play with myself so I know that you are enjoying yourself. With out really thinking about it, I lower my head and take your cock head in my mouth and suck up your wetness through your underwear. Then I realize that it is my first taste of another man's pre cum and I like it. While I get my first taste of another man's pre cum, I also get my first scent of. Did you two fight again?" No." I took a sip of coffee. "He got a job." A job? Here?" Yes, and he was very cryptic about it."She finished her cereal and tipped the bowl back to get the last of the milk. "So did you do anything fun yesterday?"The mental image of him lying naked on the couch flashed across my mind. "Went shopping, had pot roast for dinner." I shrugged and ate a bite of toast."It was so good, wasn't it? I had some when I got home last night." She took a sip of her coffee and arched.