Julian wants her to go to Buenos Aires. She won’t go until somebody agrees to stay with you while she’s gone. Seems like I’m the prime candidate...for that assignment.” “Don’t you think you ought to consider that a little before you decide?” “That’s why you’re here, darling,” she whispered, her hand snaking down to capture his manhood. “So far, it looks like your wife is going to Buenos Aires.” +++ “I think we ought to take a break,” Karla suggested, her face shiny with the juices of Jasmine’s. Had I given myself away? Jake pushed the bottle forward. “Such a lush - you look hypnotized. Here, have some.” I took the bottle and took a swig. It was a close call. Jake and I had been friends for years, since we were young kids. We got along, joked around, shared secrets. I couldn’t remember when I started realizing my true feelings for him. I remembered a wet dream - maybe that was the first time? In the dream I saw Jake in the shower, rivulets of water streaming down his toned. My fingers return, quickly sliding in and out of my vagina, wanting to cum. My breath is sharp, quick. My hips thrust back and forth, trying to keep up. I rub faster and faster until I yell. My swollen clit is tender to the touch. Julie is out of her shower now and a part of me hopes she heard my moans. Does she see me the way I see her? Somehow I doubt it. I call her name, but her music is too loud for her to hear. Acting on an impulse, I decide to go for it. I’ve thought about this for a. After ordering his glass of scotch, he turned to face her, only to find her already looking at him. As soon his piercing blue eyes made contact with hers she smiled, blushing slightly. “Hey there, you look like you could use some company". She said, fluttering her lashes up at him. Instead of raising his voice to be heard over the music, he leaned in close to her and spoke lowly in her ear. “I’m looking for a lot more than just company, darlin’.” As he spoke, he rested his hand on her bare.