.. protected ... in that sandwich. Tuesday night, I woke up around two and Manny was fucking Belle -- and I couldn't help but be excited, watching ......We don't talk about it, but when they fuck, I want to be in there, somewhere, included. I really don't know how to tell either one of them...The intervening days had been quiet, healing. Manny would go off to work and Belle and I would get the kids off to school and then maybe we would have a little quality time and maybe we wouldn't -- it was. ”“Okay, give me the blanket and I’ll wrap it around you. Now kiss me.”“Mmm.”“Mmm. I love you.”“I love you, too, but you’re weird.”“Don’t you feel that we’re in a cocoon together? Tell me when you’re warm enough.”... “Mmm. I almost feel too warm now.”“Then open your coat.”“Want me to open my blouse, too?”“One of us should. Now...”“Your hands are cold.”“So breathe on them ... How about my lips?”“Mmm. They’re hot.”“Well, you are hot. Mmm. Oh, Karen!”“Mmm. Sean. Mmm.”“They stand out so sweetly. I. “I’ll make you a deal, sleep with me again and I’ll tell Patricia that I made it up because I was jealous. Nothing gross like you did last time, just good sex.” “And you will tell her that we never had sex?” I asked . “Oh yea. I loved the way you felt inside me and I want to feel it again.” Thoughts began to swirl in my mind. “Let me sleep on it. Call me tomorrow.” She agreed and went on her way. I finished my shopping and returned home. I went straight to the backyard and told Patricia what. ” “And did he?” I asked.“Yes, he definitely did. He shot it on me. There was so much! It hit my belly, my pants and my feet. I’ve never seen so much cum at once! I wiped off and left the bathroom right away. Then I had to go change.” I hadn’t noticed the change of clothing until she’d mentioned it. I told her not to sweat about it. I reminded her that every teenage boy fantasizes about women like her and that it wasn’t his fault that she’d walked in when she did. I was however surprised by his.