As I drove away I saw a guy get out and walk towards her door. Damn!I jacked myself silly for the week thinking about how good she was to screw and th...t she was apparently fucking other guys. Were my feelings about it erotic or envy? I’d liked the many stories on the internet about guys sharing their wives and girlfriends. Never thought I’d be in that situation even though this sharing wasn’t my idea. I figured that if I was gonna get any more of that fine female then I had to accept the. ”“Mum, John would–”“No Mary,” she said sharply. “I might go see Ellen, Simon and the children. John has his own life without having to put up with misery-me yet again.”Mary knew her mother too well to argue further, thinking that even a trip to England to see Ellen would help her. So the matter was left there, but Mary’s mind ran on.“Hi, Claire!” cried Ellen as she hugged her sister. “It’s been ages!”“Only a few months,” Claire corrected her. “I’ve been busy tidying up Peter’s affairs. Not very. Ashley forced a smile: " Yeah, maybe we can." OK then, honey, just go get ready for dinner... and we'll talk more later"Ashley nodded. "Thanks aunt jenny." She cooed. But as jenny left the room, she missed the cruel little smirk spreading across Ashley's face.Chapter 3Ashley's best friend was a girl named Amber. Amber was 16 years old and a beautiful young woman, with an already shapely body, short red hair, and big dark eyes. She was into the goth lifestyle, with multiple tatoos and piercings,. Men who appreciated what they were getting. Once in a while there was a jerk but a word to Barry took care of that as a problem. Even though she loved the man she was marrying, there would be times when she might miss the raw excitement of spreading her legs for relative strangers.The two weeks went quickly and on Rachel’s last night Barry invited both women to his apartment and had a nice dinner catered in. Bunny watched as Rachel took his cock for the last time and then Rachel watched as.