Johnathon was standing there with his mouth hanging open, what the hell who was this stranger and where was the extreme asshole that was his father?"H...mmm," continued his father, "I guess you know that you Uncle Ben is pissed as hell at you but nowhere as bad as he is at me." Tom turned to show Johnathon the black eye he had that was starting to swell slightly."Uncle Ben did that?" Johnathon said dumbfounded."Oh yeah," Tom replied, "along with a few choice phrases." Good for him, so how long?". The bartender refused to serve me. Was I really that drunk? Then I felt a large strong hand clenching down on my bicep. Was it the bouncer? He almost lifted me out of my shoes as he hauled me away to the back door. I tried to explain but the more I talked the less believable I sounded. I wasn’t really a prostitute; I was just trying to hook-up with an anonymous couple for sex, no charge. Really.He didn’t care when I told him my husband was in the bar and he had my cell phone and ID. I begged. You know how much I loathe the taste of cum though, and being ever the gentleman, pull out in enough time to spill your seed across my face and in my hair.You’re gasping after your orgasm, petting my now knotted hair gently in appreciation. “Good girl,” you coo and grab one of my favorite toys. You lube it generously and move around to the other side of the bed, crawling up behind me. You spread my thighs as far apart as the ropes will allow. Gently, you rub my puckered entrance with a lubed up. “You’re really OK with this?” She asked. “Absolutely.” I chimed. “I knew this couldn’t last forever and Reese is a great guy, I couldn’t be happier.” She walked up to me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. “I love you you know.” “Thanks so much for everything.” She cooed. “And I love you too and always will, but Reese can give you the happiness and love you need and deserve.” “Don’t let him get away.” “I’m still overwhelmed, but my heart says you’re right.” She stated. “I’ve never met.