The dress came to just above my knees and thewhitehose made my legs a real eye piece to see.Okay--I looked at the clock and iot was quarter of 8; just...enoough timeto get to Janet's. I stepped in thge car and was glad it was starting toget darker outside. I pressed the garage door opener and slowly the carout. Driving in these heels was going to be just as difficult as walkingin them.I drove carefully and it seemed llike I hit every stop light. I still hadtime to back out but since I came this. They discussed names for the baby and how they would remodel one of the upstairs bedrooms as a nursery. They also talked a lot about their relationship; of how much they loved each other and that they would never let anyone come between them. It was always an open and honest conversation. Each of them learned new things about the other.A great deal of their evening conversations was about sex as well. Janice described the excitement of being with a lover while he watched. Tim told her how much. He groaned and so did I. He was so tight, a virgin arse. I fucked him and reached around and stroked his cock. FUCK! So good, so close I could not hold back. I fisted his cock and we cum, me in his arse, him all over my hand while I stroked him. It was the best sex ever. I kissed his neck and held him. He freaked at me, said it was not right. It was wrong. My heart failed and Paris hated me. Therefore, I planned the Trojan horse. He fucking devastated me, chose a woman over me. I was going to. The faster I went the more she screamed. She kept on screaming and then her pussy got real tight. When she came down from her orgasm high “sorry…pant… pant…..baby I didn’t mean to scream in your ear baby. That was great, I am not normally that loud, but DAMN that good.” I grind and looked strait into her eyes. “Who said we’re done yet?” “Oh shit” was all that she got out when I slammed into her hard and fast to the point the she couldn’t even speak. She kept coming to the point I lost the count.