Who the hell could be calling me? I cleared my throat and picked up the phone. ‘Hello?’ ‘Steve. It’s Jessica.’ Jessica. Just hearing her voi...e brought back vivid memories. I walked over to the coffeemaker, thankful that I’d had the presence of mind to brew a pot of coffee last night. I was going to need some caffeine to work my way through this conversation. ‘Jess. I didn’t think I’d hear from you, well, ever again.’ It really hadn’t been a bad break-up, just a sudden severance that I should. She seemed so open and so loving. She reminded him a lot of Rhonda's mom.Jennifer wondered if it was time to take the next step. Then she thought that there wouldn't be a better time. As they watched the kids continue to play, Jennifer placed her hand on Robert's bare thigh below his shorts. She thought she felt a little tremble but otherwise he didn't react. "Rhonda tells me that you... uh... you have quite the equipment," Jennifer said and held her breath.Robert felt his face flush with. “It’s okay.” She brushed away the subject with her hand. “You’re married.” She nodded to his ring.“Yes.” He took the ring between thumb and forefinger and turned it as he talked. “Newly married. Just got off the phone with her.”“How is she?”“She’s fine.”“I’m glad,” she said dismissively. She took a sip of her martini and looked him in the eye. “How are you?”“I’m fine.”“Are you sure?”“Pretty sure. What makes you think I’m not?”She stirred her drink with the cocktail sword. “You look a little. "Holy crap I didn't even think to ask until now. Do you still have them?" Yeah, they're in the bag that I brought back." Oh, good. I got a bit worried there. Basically, put them on and you change back and I get that amazing dick of yours again. Put that maroon swimsuit on, I get all of this body to enjoy." She ran her fingertip from your collarbone over your tit, down your stomach, and cupped your pussy. "They told me that a few people have thrown away their clothes and can't change back and.