I cry out from the pleasure of his tongue and bury my hands in his hair. He runs his tongue up and down my lips, dipping his tongue into my pussy over...and over again, then returns to my clit as he slides two fingers into my hole. He lashes at my clit faster and faster with his tongue as his fingers slide in and out, curling them up to hit my sensitive g-spot. I am breathing so hard as I feel my body tighten up to orgasm even though I am not even touching myself this time. I once again decide I. Brad walked outside and saw the bathing suit and said now I thought we discussed this we are not fucking. I said I never said we had to fuck but I think you earned a little skinny dipping and it’s not like you haven’t seen these before as I slowly got out of the water. I caught you earlier before your wife did. I moved closer to him and said come on let’s get you out of those shorts and I slowly reached for them pulling them down his legs. Once the shorts were removed I ran my hand up his left. Another night dealing with that hard-on, this time spending all night thinking about what she was doing with Lee, wondering if she’d be spending the whole night fucking him instead of just a couple hours.I never heard from her the rest of the night or the next day. I am always a nervous wreck when she’s gone and I don’t hear from her. I think she does it intentionally to torture me. It’s difficult when I have to work and put my thoughts of her aside when I’m dealing with customers, looking at. I put some of my clothes in the drawers of the dresser and got my shoes off and laid them next to my bed, something I have been doing since I was a kid.Me and my mother talked for about two hours after I got out of my room.We sat down at the kitchen table and drank some coffee, a habit I tried to kick some years ago but never seemed to beat completely.We talked about the divorce, Christina, my sister, and what I've been up to since the last time I spoke to her, which was four months ago.After.