Except, not. Much as he kind of wanted to have sex with his lover, as he often did at the crack of dusk, last night’s bullshit was too heavy a wet b...anket.“What’re you gonna do?” Triss said, reading his mind. Or, more likely, he wore his moroseness on his face.“About Jack?”“Yeah. Kid must be hurting like crazy.”“Still don’t know. It might be best for everyone if she dies.” A fucking horrible way to look at it, but the sooner Jack lost his ties to his first life, the sooner he could obtain. She smelled it and though the scent was oddly familiar, she couldn’t figure out what she had spilled. When she asked a friend to smell, she sniffed and said, ‘Yep, it’s cum.’ Friend Talking on the cell phone with her friend, ‘Why didn’t you tell me you’ve been seeing someone?’ Alyssa answered, ‘I haven’t been seeing anyone.’ ‘Then how did you get cum stains on your blouse?’ ‘I don’t know,’ she answered, wondering about her therapist and the odd taste in her mouth. Another? The therapist. She may have been about ten years older than me, but she was definitely hot. She was short, like under-five-foot short, but she was curvy and had a cute face, nice tits and a great ass.But, still… She was married… I had a girlfriend… Never going to happen… We talked about sex and stuff, but it never meant anything...It was Wednesday and Denise and I were the only two working that day. One of our co-workers had quit and another had called out. It was technically my day off, but I had come in as. .........it was the next morning when I was awoken by movement behind me in the bed. I lay with my back to my wife and Jake but from the noises and movement that awoke me I could tell Jake was getting his cock sucked. I lay there for a while listening to the sucking and slurping noises, the choking noises and Jake talking dirty to her telling her to take his black cock deeper and faster. I slowly turned over and was met with Jake sitting up in bed with my wife between his legs orally working on.