“What’s the worst they can say, no?”Which is exactly what Janet did say.“No. I’m not comfortable even if we all go. Paul, I know you would d... anything to protect Jeryl, but I need time to think this over. Jerry, and the girls and I are all going up to Michigan to spend a little time with my mother. We’ll discuss things and we can all get together after the break.”“Janet,” Jerry said. “Don’t you think Paul at least deserves to be part of the discussion?”Janet seemed surprised at Jerry. The strong drink had turned her body into a loose bundle of nerve ends that her mind could no longer control. She could not believe what she was seeing with her own two eyes... nor could she believe the feelings that were suddenly stirring in her own flesh in tiny licking flames of desire. Was it the absinthe? Or was it the wanton forbidden wickedness of watching the man she loved making love to another woman? She didn't know, but whatever it was, it was steadily growing within her.Bill Dodge's. Their make-up had long since rubbed off. They hadn't brushed their teeth in over twenty-four hours.They found Gabe in the kitchen. He was reading the directions on a box of hashed brown potatoes. A carton of eggs, some milk and a package of bacon sat on the counter. He was obviously lost."Good morning, girls," he said with a broad smile that Bailey sensed was meant especially for her. "Are you guys hungry?"He was trying to be a good host, but it seemed that the kitchen was not his element. As. My skirt was bunched up around my waist, my feet dangling off the floor, and I was being fucked. With each pump he said in my ear, “Your. Pussy. Is. Mine. Now.” I wasn’t going to argue as he was fucking me silly. I just moaned and savored the moment. I was so caught up in the magical spell of what we were doing that I hadn’t realized he was fucking me bareback or that I was cheating on Charles. All I cared about was his cock deep in my pussy, fucking me like a cheap whore. The air was filled.