Jennie had the washing machine running a few minutes later, but we were a long way from being done. Later that afternoon I applied myself to the poten...ial problems Jennie might face when she returned home. My eyes were closed and I was almost asleep when I bolted upright. ‘Damn! It’s so simple!’ I had practically shouted so Jennie came running, thinking something was wrong. I was smiling when she appeared. ‘It’s so simple. I should have realized immediately.’ ‘What, Doug?’ ‘You have to go. I vaguely remembered that he had asked me if I had eaten when he called. Nice of him. Way more considerate than the weather. ‘I can’t take it.’ I said. ‘I know.’ ‘I’m just not good enough.’ ‘I know.’ ‘I don’t know what to do.’ ‘I do – get out.’ ‘I can do that?’ ‘Of course. I’ve seen this coming. You’re smart enough, you know enough, you have the people skill – but you don’t want it bad enough.’ ‘I don’t want it at all anymore.’ ‘Matter of fact, I’ve been looking into some options. We need a. She blushed when she found out it was my girlfriend on the line. She did the smart thing and gave her Cora's number."I thought you wore the pants in your relationship," Tim teased me."Dude, if I went behind her back, and went to a sex party without her, she wouldn't be my girlfriend come Sunday," I explained."Is this how you manage all your friends?" Bill asked."Sneaking around is the quickest way to screw up a relationship. If any of the guys we decide to join us are dating anyone, I would. She loved to dance in front of our bedroom mirror and touch herself, although nothing happened between us. On separate occasions, she liked to blow me but she rarely allowed me to finish on her face and she always wanted to fuck doggy style. The lack of originality in our sex life was slowly killing it and we seldom did it anymore.Once, I was coming home when I caught her dressed up like a slut and masturbating in front of one of my porn movies. I tried to join her and to start something but.