Admittedly, it was almost a struggle to stay conscious as he lay beneath the sheets with her. It was like having a living body pillow that could hug b...ck, warm and soft in all the right ways. He rubbed his cheek against the downy wool – deep enough that he could almost bury his face in it completely, shuffling to get closer to her. She responded in kind, her hold on him tightening, and he shivered as he felt her run her fingers through his hair. She stroked him like a cat, something that Becky. But that all changed last week when I went for my massage. Last Monday I was having lunch with my buddy in my law firm and I mentioned that I had a massage later that night. Normally my massages are on the weekend but my regular therapist was out. I booked an appointment with Natalie, who was new to me. She was only available at nine pm, the last slot of the evening, and I mentioned to my friend that I'd never been to a massage that late. He smiled a wicked little smile that usually meant. I and Angela had somehow narrowed down our doubts to them and so it wasn't entirely surprising. Though to find the two of them together peeping while Angela was being fucked by Jack was surprising indeed. So now we were sure and Angela’s doubts were confirmed.They not only knew but were also seeing Angela being fucked by Jack all this while from behind the shrubs. They had managed to avoid being detected by our CCTV as that portion was not fully covered. It was now clear to me as to why Jack. I blew it not him. You were better then nothing, or so I thought. You know he didn't take me from you originally and I didn't date him because he had money. " I just want us to be able to be together and to love each other." You lying mother fucking... ass. You just want a trophy; well I'm not going to be yours." But we had something going there." Bull... whatever we had its now over. You hear me. Any thing we had is gone, finish, over. We have nothing, zero, nada. Its totally OVER!" But we had.