" Go right ahead, the soak will do you good."He could hear the reverend rinsing his own cup in the sink. Billy's cup sat on the edge of the tub. "What...about my cup?" You might want some more coffee. I will wash it later."Billy smiled. The reverend was very thoughtful. Yawning, he rested his head back onto the tile backsplash and nodded off.The reverend stepped out of the bathroom. Using his gloved fingers, he started an email on Billy's smart phone. He did not hit send. He reentered the. ’ A quick hug and she was gone. I had dodged a bullet so far. “I’ll just make it hard for us to be alone together.” I thought. CHAPTER SEVEN At eight the next evening I had showered and settled down for the evening. I popped the cork on a nice Blackstone Merlot and settled back to enjoy a good movie, or a good phone conversation, or both. At 8:15 I was settling into the idea that Kristen may have changed her mind and that was just fine with me. Trixie stirred and headed toward the. I had seen photos of him and the recent ones he sent were quite dishy, toned and dark skinned from frolicking on sunny beaches, 'He always pulled the girls', sighed my husband, I could see why, the bulge in his wet swimming trunks promised additional pleasure as his looks and body were eye candy for girls like myself, I was looking forward to meeting this guy.We discussed how to break the ice after so many years absence, then I hit on an idea, 'Lets meet in a pub, you point me out as a target. I could just envision her on her back, legs reaching for the walls and him quivering as his pulsating cock pumped cum deep into her cunt. All was quiet so I opened the door and looked in. Jack was still deep in her pussy and was kissing her. She had her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and was slowly moving her ass back and forth from side to side. She would pause, then I could see her cunt milking his cock. She had her arms around his neck and was kissing him back. She moaned softly and.