” Flo Rogers stared and it was a narrowed eye stare.“Maybe,” she said.We’d been talking for an hour. She was sorry. I was sorry. “It wouldn�...�t work out, not so long as I was still in love with Victoria,” she said. I nodded. I guess she was right. She had to be right. I had not ever been able to forget my woman: the woman who was now somebody else’s woman.I watched as she walked off into the night. Her two-year-old Nissan waited at the curb a little way from my porch. I watched as she got in and. Kristen sat across from us withJonathon's wife Morgan. They were drinking cabernet. Claire and her friendswere at the table next to us chatting and enjoying the snacks and birthdaycake.As it was getting late, Kristen decided it was time for Claire to open hergifts. They were mostly shoes and skirts and dresses. Guess the dress Ibought for her wasn't a very original idea afterall, I thought to myself.After opening my gift, I overheard her sharing a laugh with her friends.Kylie was saying, "Wow. After the night club I felt so ill that Greg took me back to our room and helped me undress and put me to bed. He offered to stay with me. "No! It's not fair that you be tied up like that. You go back and enjoy yourself. I'll be fine." So he kissed me gently then tucked me in and left. I was asleep in less time than it takes to tell it.I awoke once about 2am and realized Greg wasn't back yet, but I was too worn down to even think and very shortly I was back asleep. Sometime after that I was. It made me choke and I coughed it up, His cock was so far down my throat his cum shot out of my nostrils. All the time he kept saying things like " Go on, take that you little slut " and " I'm going to fuck your throat you little whore". After he came we just sat there looking at each other. He must have started to feel a bit guilty because he started to try to be nice to me, but I was in a state of shock at what I had just done and I just picked up my towel and ran back to my room.That night I.