When you didn't say a word, it reinforced what a cad I was. But then, when you smiled at me the next morning, I knew it was okay with you."After that,...the next time was wonderful. I felt no guilt, only love for you. I liked that you enjoyed yourself, too. But I have to admit I was still a little confused since you didn't say anything to me. Still, I was sure you were fine with what was happening by the way you treated me afterwards. Was I right?" I asked."David, I am perfectly fine with what's. ‘We’re great friends and he treats and respects me better as a person, a woman, than any man ever has,’ she said. ‘He is my better. Well, at least my almost better.’ She dropped her head again, this time in the palms of her hands as if she was trying to keep her face from falling to the floor. I lifted her head up and she wouldn’t let go from covering her face. When she did, her eyes were welling, glassy. I found a box of tissues and brought them to her. I wanted to know what the tears were all. She spied Sam sticking a few pieces of fresh fruit into the blender, snapped the top on top then pressed one of the buttons to start the machine.She walked up behind her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around and over the stronger girl's stomach. She giggled into Sam's ear, "Good morning again."Sam glanced over her shoulder while holding the top down and answered, "Morning, Cat." What'cha fixing?" I'm fixing you a nice fruit smoothie to go with your waffles and cereal." Yay!" she giddily. At one point, I woke and found that I had gotten hard and my erection was rammed hard into her butt crack and I was cupping her left boob; a bead of pre-cum was on the end of my penis and, I assume, smeared against her ass as well. I rolled over onto my back. I didn’t know if she had felt it.I recall dreaming at one point of taking her from behind (obviously, Jess had planted that image in my head) while Jess was playing with her pussy; even in my dreams, I wouldn’t have sex with another girl.