“We’ve seen each other around, I think.”“Yeah, sure. I’m Josh.” Her round face was pretty in an old-fashioned kind of way, framed by a dis...water bob, and highlighted by the kind of lips that seemed permanently ready to kiss- plump, parted, naturally red. It was hard not to stare, but I glanced behind her at her front door, wondering when her husband and child would emerge.“So, why’d you stay in town?” She asked.“Because I’m a fucking idiot, apparently. No, I thought it would miss us. It was. I sat there thinking of the story Tony had just told me, my cock was aching and precum was running down my leg. I went to the bathroom and jerked myself off. It only took about thirty seconds and cum was flying everywhere. I tried cleaning up but it was futile. I looked at my phone and saw I had four missed calls from my wife. She was not happy when I called her.That Sunday Tony texted me asking if the plans were all set for the football game the following Sunday? I didn't reply right away so. As usual, I played with his semi-hard cock and he had his right hand inside my dress during the drive from the restaurant. Once there, we both climbed out of the car and met by the trunk of the car. I already had the top of my dress pulled down so my big tits were swinging and bouncing – completely unfettered and ready to be squeezed and pinched.I sat on the bumper and Ben came over to me with his cock and balls already hanging out of his pants and swinging between his legs as he walked. He. I guess he went to sleep that night. I didn't. I laid there for hours. I thought about things I learned from Grandma. I thought about things I learned from Mom. I put all those things together and I looked up the dark hall of that trailer and what I knew about THIS guy who'd shown himself completely honorable and I remembered the look on his face when I told him I wanted to go to Susan's.Something inside me that night told me that Alan was The One. I understood that he might not KNOW he was The.