‘I don’t think Jim cares to hear about Alan.’ ‘I’m sorry, but he was such an a-hole. He walks in acting like Mr. Stud and says, ‘If all go...s well I have a special party to take you to next month,’ said Sharon. ‘Sharon, please, that’s enough. I don’t want to hear anymore about him,’ replied Kim. It sure threw a wrench in my evening. I didn’t know what to think. Should I come out and tell Kim I want to discuss Alan. What the hell would I say? What did she already know about him. I knew she could. Frequently traveling to do business within the town (I live with my wife in PA), I went to the bar a lot, which was closest to my hotel. My wife would occasionally accompany me and we got to know Karen and her fiancee, Todd. Over the course of a year, I saw them maybe 8 or 9 times, but sometimes she would be alone at the bar. We exchanged email addresses and numbers, and would arrange to meet in the bar when I was in town. What started out as a mutual friendship between the 3 of us (Karen, Todd. Wow." Carly said again. "This is... this is, well, shocking." I know and I am so sorry, I wanted to tell you when we were alone." Melanie looked over at Sam and Freddie but they weren't there anymore. They had gone into the kitchen, took Spencer and went out the kitchen door to give them some privacy. "We are alone." She commented.Carly looked over. Everyone was gone. They were alone. On the couch."I didn't want Sam to practically tell you, but to be honest; I am so glad that you know. You are. I decided it was time. I got up from the bed and made a beeline toward the big black dildo. I was so high and horny. I kneeled in front of it and immediately went as far down as I could on it. I was getting hornier. I sucked it, as I could hear people talk and go by. Little did they know I was trying to get a big black cock down my throat like a good little slut would. It was one of the sloppiest blowjobs I have given to a dildo. Meanwhile, my ass was wanting more. The vibrations of the hush.