It will be good to see you set her straight." Thanks again. I'll keep my guard up," I said.We hung up and I went out to see Jessie."Hey, sweetheart. H...w you feeling," I asked."A little sore," she said, wrinkling her nose and running her hand over her panty covered mound, "but I think I could do it again if ya want." No," I laughed. "That wasn't why I was asking. Besides, I think we should hold off on doing that anymore until I can get some condoms." Some what," she asked with a puzzled. "Is the young man allowed to put his arm round his girlfriend?"She nodded shyly and he pulled her gently to him."Am I really your girlfriend?" Yes, certainly as far as I'm concerned. What about you?"She bit her lip and then nodded. Andrew beamed with happiness and gave her a gentle squeeze."Am I allowed to kiss my girlfriend?"She nodded again and he did so gently and lovingly. He did not prolong it but drew back and looked into her eyes."Thank you, my Katrina."She turned towards him and put her. Hearing this, I quickly made my way back to my car and carefully pulled out of the parking lot. All the way home, I pondered what to do. Should I tell Cheryl what I had seen? Or would it be better if I just kept quiet about the whole thing? I finally decided to keep quiet and as I drove into our driveway I was starting to feel quite pleased with my decision. After all, Cheryl had never refused me sex and although she had indicated that my smallish cock wasn't big enough for her, she was always. That he wouldn't have done it if he was anywhere near sober. But she cut me off."And you," she said with a glare, but then she seemed to reconsider saying something. I probably should have let it go, but I had to ask."What?" Do you and Wes enjoy bragging to each other about who you screw?"She snorted at my startled expression."That 'Oh baby oh baby' thing? You've said the exact same thing when you were with me, Randy. The ... exact ... same ... thing." It's ... I mean ... it's something that.