The Next MorningLucyLucy looked at her watch and back at the crowd. "He fell for it Marsha. He has work until four, but we're going to meet with Mark ...t five. I can't wait ... in two hours I can finally start fixing my relationship". She reached into her purse and pulled out her headset, plugging it into her phone."Are you sure he'll go through with it? Besides, from your voice it sounds like your more interested in revenge than problem solving" Marsha's voice blared through the headset."The. When Emerill left her house he was a completely a broken man.(and soaking wet)His wife was baffled as to the changes in her 'Emy-Pooh'. He just wasn't himself and he was always tired. They hadn't had any private time in almost three months and they most certainly shared private time with one another at least three times a month. Now he seemed depressed. He definitely was not himself. She had approached him about it and he bit her head off, which was not like her 'Emy-Pooh' at all. After careful. Oh shit." His hands were waving in the air.Feeling stronger, she stood back up, grabbed his face with one dry hand and one spermy one, and kissed him again. She broke it and said "Calm down. There's no harm done." No harm DONE?" he gasped. "NO HARM DONE? WE JUST COMMITED INCEST!" he groaned."No... we didn't" she said firmly."But you said..." I know what I said" she put her finger to his lips - a non spermy finger. "But that wasn't incest." There was question in his eyes and she felt compelled. The whole time her friend slept soundly across my right arm, Shayla’s nubile body pressed tightly against me, the forbidden nakedness of it just making me want her more. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her juices and our bellies slid against each other. I was nearly ready to burst, and we had barely begun. Just when I wanted to cry out, she leaned down close to me and said, “Shh, you don’t want to wake anyone up before the best part.” She kissed me lightly on the chin, and then with the smoothest.