"Is there anything else that you need me to do for you Diane? My job isn't finished until I get you back to being happy again." What about Leon? Can y...u do something about him? It doesn't seem fair that he can get through all of this without suffering in any way. How could he be like that? I wonder if he even loved me at all before he met that other girl. That's what he told me today, that he was sorry, but he didn't love me any more. To make it even worse, when he told me that, both of us. I was liking feeling his cheek on my chest and noticed the shirt had ridden up and bottom of my boobs was kinda showing. I kept wiggling his head on my chest until the shirt was up completely over my braless boobs. I grabbed his head on both cheeks and just kept saying silly things to him and wiggling his head until I got his head turned so he was pressed against my naked chest but now facing it. I had to wiggle myself around a bit too but had his lips going all over my chest and over my. The married woman who called me when her husband was out of town served soup and sandwiches and then I served salami. Twice even.When we turned on the answering machine at the end of the workday I was in that squeaky chair getting the ride. Her first comment after sitting down on my dick was, “Is it fitting okay now? Feels good to me.” My hands up under her blouse squeezing her braless tits and pinching her nipples gave her the answer she wanted.As she leisurely rode me I asked, “How’s that. She wants you." With that, Jess opened the door, revealing Michelle in bed, naked, glistening with oil, sweat and sex. She was sitting up against the pillows, her legs spread open, her fingers playing with her pussy.I walked to the bed and sat down next to her. I was actually quite nervous. I asked her, "Are you sure about this?"She nodded shyly and said, "Look, I'm not like Rachel or Jess. I don't like pain. I don't like embarrassment. But I've seen you fuck them. I've seen the way that you.