Until then, just trust me,” I replied and Jennifer smiled.We spent the balance of the day as we had the previous day – talking, playing cards or b...ard games and eating the occasional meal. I discovered that Jennifer loved puns as much as I did and between the two of us, we were often in stitches with laughter. Of course Maggie had to be fussed over and played with.At one point I asked Jennifer about her family. “I don’t know much about any other parts of my family - I guess they’d be what you’d. I heard the thin fabric of her top rip again under the strain and she suddenly let go."Sploosh!" she said, turning to face me with a new expression on her lovely face.A little slow on the uptake, it took me a moment, and then i looked down at her hands. Her long fingers were trying, and totally failing, to cover her boxers. The crotch was sopping wet, turning the thin white fabric transparent. Pussy juice poured in clear rivulets down her smooth, tanned thighs. It dripped from her manicured. "Hi, I live in the city that you live in" I typed in the box where there was an icon which when you clicked on it sent the message to the person you wanted to speak with. I then sent another message telling Eloise that I was a white male looking for a discreet affair with a black woman who wore sexy lingerie and was very loving and very passionate. After sending this message I then waited for her response and as I did I couldn't help but wonder if she would. She smiled. It was a fun idea. There was no way to prove it, except maybe experience sex in a variety of positions on a variety of natural surfaces. That could be fun. It probably wouldn't even be hard to talk Tom into the idea. Her own body, however, might object strenuously.Alice settled back down, her upper body raised on her elbows. The question of how she had been talked into the idea of jumping him wasn't one she really wanted to deal with. She liked Tom, yes. Had thought, from the first.