All that time, all that work for him to just discard her. What kind of man does that? What kind of woman would be so dependant that she wouldn’t n...tice? Susan found a bottle of Tequila and some anti-anxiety pills. Half a bottle later and Susan was desperate for something or someone stable. Max was there, Max had been by her side since the day he came home.Susan, now drunk and loopy on some pills was hot. She took off her blouse and bra. Then took off her skirt. Leaving only her socks and. I was already feeling pretty good from the wine and Julie definitely was feeling good….quite the opposite of the afternoon visit…..men could not stop looking and/or commenting to Julie and she’d give it right back. As we smoked we found out a little more about each other and then she out of the blue said, “How’s he in bed?” I replied, “I have no complaints.” “So what you're tellin’ me is you ain’t satisfied?” I said, “No. No. No. We have a good sex life.” “Honey….that’s what they all say….but I. Dressed in shapeless faded grey leggings, an even more shapeless off-white T shirt with a rock band logo and with her hair pulled back severely into a pony tail, she did not look at all prepossessing.For a moment I wondered whether I had arrived at the wrong house but the girl’s swollen belly told me otherwise; the chances of there being two highly pregnant girls in the same short street on the same day were minimal.“Emily?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.The girl nodded. I introduced myself and. I wasn't sure if I was worked up because of how she looked or because of what was planned for us that evening. I knew Randy intended to have us both. I would suck his cock. Perhaps we both would and then he would fuck her. He would likely fuck me too in front of her. My dick started stirring in my khakis thinking about it.We had a couple of drinks and then walked across the apartment complex, past the pool, to his place. Randy was already preparing his grill when we walked up and we all.