On Monday morning September 18. I get woken up by the sound of the telephone. I stand up barely able to even understand what is going on. Proceeding t... the phone I grab it and groggily say, ‘Hello?’ On the other end of the line I hear my wife saying, ‘Remember when you said the door was still open to work things out?’ I’m now getting very confused and saying to myself ‘What the hell she is up to calling me at 3:00 a.m. with that fucking question.’ I decide to answer the question with a simple. If it weren’t for a wedding on Saturday morning back home, we’d have been out on the town in New York City. It was a hot, humid August evening, and while the sun had been down for hours, the air was still uncomfortable. We had the air conditioner on full blast, and while it made it tolerable, it couldn’t be described as comfortable. We were all dressed for the weather. I was in my usual jeans and Red Sox t-shirt. Maria was in white shorts with a loose-fitting lavender t-shirt, while Kathryn was. ..“ why...I can't do this to you??" He moves down breathing at her neck...“why do you find me attractive??" She moans....He pulls her in closer ....“ because you are" he whispers in her ear....making her shudder...“ I'm not beautiful...I don't have a nice body....I don't have a pretty face"she says to him...looking at the ground...“I don't care...I love your curves and softness....I love your big brown eyes...thick luscious lips....and I love your soft skin"....he says softly against her. “You are so wet for me you sexy slut,” Natalie teased. She grabbed Mia’s tits again and pulled her to her for a kiss. They both moaned and ground into each other.“Sit on my thigh and make yourself cum,” Natalie told Mia. “Ride me and get yourself off. I want to watch you.” Mia leaned over and kissed Natalie deeply as she repositioned herself on Natalie’s left thigh. Her slippery slit spread open on Natalie’s leg, partially on her stocking. The rough friction of the lace stocking top felt so.