Tell me I have to know.” “It wasn’t like anything.” “Fuck it, I’ll ask her myself. She’ll probably get a kick out of it, unless she does...’t even know.” Then reading my face, he added “She doesn’t, does she?” “You have to promise, not to say anything to her. Or anyone else like at work or anything.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he promised all excited. “Spit it out!” So I told him how we never talked about her cheating but I would go down on her and eat the creampies guys would leave in her and I thought. It was very late when Petra slipped back into her apartment. She took a quick shower to clean up, disgusted by her actions but also pleased and, at least temporarily, satisfied. She slipped, nude, into her bed.*****Petra felt the now-familiar pain, the precursor to yet another change. When it finally ended, she sat up gingerly, afraid to find out what tonight's change was. It was with a palpable sense of relief that Petra realized her chest was lighter. Much lighter. She swung her feet to the. Smiling at me, she commented. “This is the first different one I’ve touched in quite a while.” Letting go she continued, “Before we go too far too fast, let’s have that lunch. I’m OK staying undressed.”We had lunch and I went back to work. It took a good cock pull before I could focus on my work. In the video camera I saw her diddling herself on the lounger. She bucked noticeably when she got her nut.We were both interested in enjoying this new level of friendship so we were thinking up. Par ab apni beti ke ghar mein hone se wo kuch nahi kar paati thi. Fir Preeti ne chhat pe jaa kar akele mein kuch karne ka socha.Apni beti ko sula kar Preeti chhat par gayi, aur mauka dekh kar paani ki tanki ke peeche jaake apni naram aur garam chut mein ungli ghusane lagi. Preeti ki aah aahh ahh ki awaaze tez ho rahi thi. Uski ungliyo mein dum nahi tha uski pyas ko bujhane ka. Par wo kar bhi kya sakti thi.Tabhi achanak se uske shareer par flash padti hai, aur Preeti ghabra jati hai. Fir wo.