I opened up my gym bag and got to work. First up, I put on my matching Calvin Klein sport bra. I looked at myself in the mirror and shook with excitem...nt. Next, I pulled out my make-up bag and started applying make-up. I started with some primer and then added a light amount of foundation. To that, I added a little blush. I then put on some eye shadow – just a bit to give my eyes color. I am still not secure in applying eye shadow so I try to just apply a little bit. I am also still not very. She said, "It's fucking hot out there!" I noticed her sweating and for some reason I thought of how wet her pussy was at that moment. She asked me if I wanted to go swimming. I agreed and she stripped down to her bare ass and ruffled through her bags looking for her bikini. I tried not to look at how perfectly thick her body was. But, my dick was thinking for me and I watched her bend over and grab her bikini bottoms. She turned and saw me gazing at her shaved pussy. She was always open. Then she pulled back and looked even more embarrassed, but before she could start rambling again, I held my fingers against her lips."Calm down, Sasha," I said seriously, my eyebrows raised while giving her a look that told her I meant it. "Calm down."She pinched her lips shut. But those big brown eyes were as wide as I'd ever seen them, in terror more than anything else."I don't love you," I said evenly, and then watched her heart sink behind her irises. Still, her heart rate also seemed to. “He fucks me every once in a while. He’s actually pretty good.”“What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Why didn’t you ever say something? And here I thought we were, you know, kind of in a monogamous ... Oh shit, never mind. So you’ll help me?”Angela shrugged as if it were no big deal. “Sure. I can set it up for you. How’s Friday night sound?”It was now Wednesday morning. Tonight would have sounded better, but beggars can’t be choosers. “Friday sounds good,” I told her.I was sure the.