Renatta’s intuition told her there was more to that man and his wife showing up for the canceled party than her husband told her. With each piece of...china, silverware, place setting, candy dish, bottle of booze and mixers she picked up and put away, she reflected on Johnny’s lame reason for those two showing up.With each party thing, they put back where it belonged, she dropped one hint after another. She queried, “Who are those people anyway?”Husband replied noncommittedly, “Oh, she works at. First, my fingers run down your clit, rubbing gently, around and around. ‘Don’t stop,’ you whisper in my ear. My fingers rub faster as I lift up your shirt and start kissing your lovely breasts. Giving the hard nipples a firm flick with my tongue. My hand below rubs its way further down, my fingers soaking in the sweet pussy juices of your lust. You gasp with surprise as you feel my middle finger enter your tight pussy. In and out, it slides. As I rub my hand up and down your wet pussy. Try as. This is going to make me so happy today she purred. She pushed me back to the bed and then settled down between my legs to give me the best blow job ever. She was talented. Her mouth opened in a perfect O to take my cock in. Her tongue seemed to have a life of its own.She licked my cock from top to bottom and then my balls. Her hands were always busy holding my balls and my cock and playing with them. I can hold out for a long time, but this creature was driving me nuts. I caught hold of her. “Yeah, I figured. Same as Jane. Same kind of accent. You related?” she said as everyone took plates, utensils and cups and began eating. They were all hungry. “No. We’re… she’s…Jane was my girlfriend.” “Ex-boyfriend,” she said and mulled it over as she chewed and drank and watched the two new lovers, Jane and Harry as they subtly moved towards each other. The sexual excitement of a new relationship was obvious. ‘Pretty weird.” “Yeah,” he said with a laugh. “You could say that.” He and Connie.