" I've been here a while " he said . " How long ? was my response ." Well you two were , uh..." "We were what ? " I said . " 69ing" he said . " Oh , ...k pretty much watched the whole episode I guess" "The garage door was open so I let myself in and was calling out to you guys as I came in figuring you must be outside or something ". I laughed and said " I guess you were right , were you sitting there the whole time ? " Pretty much" he said . " If it'd been me I'd have been sitting over there. She stayed close, sipping her glass, and staring into my eyes. Maybe it was the liquor, maybe it was the better lighting, but I swore she bore a striking resemblance to my wife. A younger Mary...maybe."No phone call yet?" She said. I shook my head slowly. "Want to get comfortable first?" I said nothing as she led me upstairs to her loft bedroom. "There's another line up here."My heart was throbbing as she took the glass from me and set it on her nighttable. Then she turned back to me and began. ”“Sure, go ahead. You want a co-written credit?”She actually looked a bit offended, then saw the look on my face. “Oh Pete, thank you but no sweetie. And for two reasons. First, I am exclusive only to my magazine, unless some conditions are met. Like they refuse an article, an article I write is outside of the gaming world, or I have prior approval. And secondly, I am only doing clean-up. You and I are almost family now, and there is no need for me to get anything other than your thanks for. Her pussy was hot and wet. It gripped my finger tightly, as I began fucking her with it."Oh yeah, don't stop, I'm gonna cum," she cried.I felt her reach down and grab the back of my head, as the first of her spasms began. Her pussy clenched down on my finger as I sucked on her clit. Slowly, her breathing slowed and I sat up and reached for the condom. I cut the package open with some scissors and rolled it on.Megan was watching me. "You didn't need to stop, I could have cum again. That felt.