"Anything?"I was shocked for a moment. The way this had beengoing, I certainly wasn't expecting her to go forthis. "Yes, anything." I'll be home tonig...t. We'll talk then."Needles to say they day was miserable. I was so sureshe was going to come home with divorce papers inhand. I cleaned all day, even deleted every picture Ihad saved on the computer just in case. I had enoughtime to think about our problems. The friendship wehad was great, but sex was a drag. She oftencomplained about it, and I. We traded dick pics. I was on my way.When he opened the door, he was wearing boxers and a t-shirt. He looked like he was a banker or something. He obviously worked out. "Hey," he said. "I'm Steve. Do you want to do a shot?"We did three, and then I followed him into the living room. It was dark except for the glow from the large flat-screen TV. I'd never done this before, but he seemed to know what he was doing. "Take your pants off and have a seat on the couch. I'll put on my favorite video."I. I mean the damage was already done and honestly, I bet she was quite pretty when she wasn’t dressed for cleaning offices. She wore her long dark hair up in a lazy bun, keeping it out of her way. She had on a white T-shirt and ripped jeans with sneakers. She had a petite figure with tiny, but perky little breasts. And, there she just stood in the doorway awaiting an instruction.“Take a seat at the table, we’ll be done in a minute.” I still can’t believe I said that, but as soon as I did, I. He paused, looked in, and smiled when he saw me in my barely dressed bikini."Hi, Amber, what's up? Wow, you're looking good in that."I smiled back, and replied, "Really? Thanks. You're sweet." I beamed at him. "Can I ask you a question? Come in," I said, gesturing to the upholstered chair sitting in front of the mirror.He did come in and sat right down. When I stood by him, his face was at the same level as my crotch. I was creaming already, and I hoped he got a strong whiff of my woman's.