Then I saw its Suchitra talking to my grandma. I forget everything and went outside and I was standing inside the house corridor and peeping through w...ndow. She noticed and me waved her hands and started coming inside my house and I just realised it and ran away to the sofa and sat down and covered the stain with a pillow. She then came after few seconds and she sat besides me. The sofa is a “L” shaped one. I turned on the TV with a little more volume in it than usual. We started talking. Sure, I wept for some time, how could he cheat on me, oh how sad that he died. But all in all, he was nothing but a useless asshole that I was lucky enough not to marry. He wasn't even such a great fuck, I've been fucked and also fucked harder and better than he could ever fuck anyone, including me.The problem for me was that the girl in whose shower he died was my boss, and because of our mutual grief, my hatred towards her and her guilt, it was decided that I should leave my place of work. It. I remember thinking Jennifer was way out of my league, hung out with the preppy teens and was so hot. She had golden tan skin, long brown hair usually in a pony tail, blue eyes with budding breasts, and an amazing ass. She mostly wore skin tight jeans or tight tan capri pants, either of which perfectly wrapped around that gorgeous tight young teen ass. The class was given a project and Jennifer and I were assigned partners, and to this day I still think the teacher knew what was going on. He liked doing anal after a spanking because my ass was red and because I usually cried during anal just like while being spanked. My head was down on the bed and I was quietly crying as he was fucking away on my ass.A few minutes later his parents walked back into the room. They must have thought we stopped when my ex had left the room earlier because they dont normally both him when we are in the room together. But they walked in during the anal. My ex stopped fucking but didnt leave my ass..