%%%%%%%%%% Precious and gorgeous tits poped up in front of me. I cupped her breasts, caressing her white silky smooth skin. Her sensitive nipples were...aparently ready to be sucked and pinched. I noticed a big areola, but stared at the tits instead. She grabbed my hands and put them on her breasts saying: “They’re yours.” I sneaked my hands up under her shirt, just barely touching her stomach. Caressed her lightly on her stomach and lowered back under her shirt. Started to work my hands upwards. “Hello?”“Yeah, I told him.”“No, it is not going well!”“I know you told me, but that is not what he said.”“Robby, he said that he wants to fuck all of the men I do.”“I’m serious. He says that if I fuck you, he gets to fuck you.”“Oh, so you just want to fuck me again?”“He doesn’t want to fuck your wife, he wants to fuck you! AND he wants me to eat her pussy! That’s disgusting.”“No, I don’t want to eat her pussy.”“Oh, you thought that you would be with her and me. Well you better count on fucking. "The restraining order was still valid." Well I sure didn't know that, sir." Well then, Mr. Gardner, why didn't you knock before you entered?" Because I lived there. I still got clothes there as far as I know. And I needed a place to stay while I looked for work. I was gonna explain all that to her except that detective wouldn't let me." Mr. Gardner, are you aware that getting drunk is a violation of your parole agreement?"He actually hung his head and looked devastated. "Yeah. I know that. And. The light was on in the guest room. I walked to the door and looked in.The bed had been slept in. It was our old king bed. We'd bought another one and put this one down here. I stepped in. Lying on the floor was Diane's light blue satin chemise, the silky one with the spaghetti straps. The one that just barley covered her delicious ass. I bent down and picked it up. It smelled of her perfume. She must have had it on last night while she was waiting for me to get home, her nipples poking against.