As I have mentioned maybe fifty times so far: I am a genius. Proof of that? I figured out who the man was a nanosecond after having seen him. He was t...e husband of my ex. The husband that I had assured my ex that I never wanted to meet! And yet, here he was. And he was smiling. I was not.“Yes, Lee, can we come in?” said my ex. I nodded, slowly, and unwelcomingly. I wheeled back inside leaving it to one or the other of them to close the door. They did so, he did so.Wheeling around to face them. Besides badly needing to use the bathroom I wanted to see my glamorousappearance for one last time. My makeup did not look as good as it hadwhen we left Lulu's. My lipstick was virtually all gone. Despite that,I still looked all-girl and I mugged for myself in the mirror for onelast time. I made a couple of girlish poses and I even rubbed my breastforms as if they were real... I heard my mother call and that shook meout of the momentary trance."I need to show you how to remove your makeup.. She led me on for years in our youth by sending me nude pics all the time, even though she had a boyfriend. We would always go back and forth with our friendship due to certain things like a boyfriend not allowing her to talk to me. After we graduated high school we still spoke every once in a while and she would still send me pics of her in different lingerie and such. A couple of years ago we finally reconnected as good friends and hung out a lot. It was great and I told her that it felt good. I placed the beers on the table, gave her a hug and squeezed her ass cheeks. She playfully tapped my ass. We then started to drink beer. We liked to start off slowly as we have a lot of time. We were watching some show on Netflix. I was sitting very close to her holding her bare thighs.We were talking all nonsense, sipping beer, feeling each other. Then we both were looking at each other breathing heavily. I kissed her neck, she gave a slight moan. I made her sit on my lap and started smooching.