It didn't help that Jay was totally checking me out too. He wasn't even really hiding it either. He was just looking at me and it made me feel really ...elf-conscious. I wasn't used to this and I blamed it on my skirt mostly."We gotta keep the door closed cause my mom wigs if Bob gets loose in the house," Jay continued and then the ferret was crawling up his side. "Hungry, huh? I know you are, buddy." Yeah, I guess she would," I smiled at that because the rest of the house was pretty neat and. I was trying to look at the TV but I couldn’t focus on a damn thing. Finally, I thought of an reason to excuse myself. Now I just needed to figure out how to walk by her with this obvious erection in my pants.“I’m gonna get some water. Do you need anything?” I asked as I stood up. Looking down at her, she was no longer sitting with her phone, instead laying across the entire couch, trying to fight the heat as best she could. As I walked by her, I looked just in time to. She looked so heartbroken and miserable I couldn't help feeling sorry for her. I hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face to look her in her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me searching my face. Just as I was about to speak, the doorbell rang."We'll talk about this later, Michelle. Let's hope that's the caterers and not my guests!" Yes, sir."It was indeed the caterers and once I got them briefed and going, I went to see what Michelle had left to do. Michelle was in the bedroom. " She smiled and kissed me. Then she added, still smiling: "My husband is a very understanding, and loving man. He's very open-minded. It's how our relationship works. It's what holds it together."As she left the house (she left through the back door through which she'd first entered), she turned and kissed me once again. "I like you," she said. "I hope we can fuck again sometime, too."Hearing that sent a thrill running through me, and I replied: "I'd be very happy to do so as well."I stood at.