A medium living area with the bedroom in the back of the apartment. Down the left of the apartment was a short hallwaywith the bathroom off the side... I meet Mike's wife for the first time all muddied up and soggy wet. She came up introduced herselfas Carol and insisted I strip at the front door. I took my grungy socks and boots off , nervously I removed my shirt . in front of Carol . She wanted my wet clothes so she could put them in the washing machine so I would have clean uniforms. After a couple minutes we pull off again. I was eating her pussy then I unbuckled me seat belt to get a better position and then I started getting my fat tongue in there farther and farther and while I was doing that I was fingering her ass. She started slowing down I guess she wanted it to go longer then about 8 miles after she started moaning and she started to cum and she squirted. We pulled up to her shop and she zipped her pants up and I wiped off my face and we walked in and she didn't. Though her dad has been giving her sex lessons for the last six months, he’s the only guy she’s been with, and deciphering other people is far more contrasting. Her dad is easy to please. He tells her what to do and how to do it, unafraid of giving her directions. Figuring out how to be with Ryan is entirely different.The five of them spend the day at the shore, Mat, John, and Marcy sitting in the sand, Ryan and Abby skimboarding the edge of the water, gliding along the coastline. Mat watches. Once I failed them, what’s to say I won’t fail again?”“That’s even more depressing! Are you saying you’ll never trust me?” she wailed, a tear running down her cheek.“That’s not at all what I’m saying. What I’m saying is that it takes time. But even with doubt, there can still be trust. In other words, trust isn’t perfect. I’m not sure it ever really is, though until it’s violated, we often simply assume that it is perfect. Does that make sense?”“I guess,” she sighed.“You have a lot of people.