Because one of the girls working there was attractive, at least to my taste. I’ve seen her before but it wasn’t until this accident we really got ...o talk.She was in her late 30’s and of Arabian origin. Darker skin, her body was carrying just a couple of kilos extra, well rounded bust and she had thin black hair on her upper lip. Got me wondering if she was hairy elsewhere too.When dropping the plaster I sometimes took the opportunity just to drop in at the pharmacy to talk to her, trying to. . “Too bad you forgot the line in our marriage vows that goes, ‘forsaking all others’ because it’s clear that I’m the only one that got forsook. It looks like everyone else has been getting what was supposed to be MY pussy. Well, you have a whole bunch of cocks to keep you busy and satisfied so you won’t miss me or mine. We’re done, Janice. You’ve got one hour to get your shit packed and get the fuck out. Since you fucked them right here in the house ... in OUR house ... I’m going to burn it to. ."I didn't have time to think before her lips met mine as naturally as instinctively as effortlessly as anyone has ever been kissed. I tried not to show my inexperience, keeping my lips moving, responding to hers, but I was always a step or two behind. Our lips locked together at first, her barely tugging on my upper lip, gently easing her way into my mouth until her tongue met mine. I was surprised at how easy she made my first kiss, how simple it was to relax and let Jennifer lead. Her hands. My hands were down on her ass, I glanced sideways to see Lynn’s reaction and she was just sitting on the sofa but I did see her hand between her legs moving in a telltale way. Erica pulled back and said, ‘Mistletoe, girl, come on,’ and held her arms out for Lynn. I took my hard-on back to the sofa. Erica took Lynn in her arms and they were soon kissing like they were not friends, but lovers. I wasn’t so much jealous as turned-on. Then, I saw Erica’s hands unfasten Lynn’s bra and she pulled it.