He was too good to be true. Men always were. Once upon a time, my mother had missed the warning bells that should have gone off when she met my father... She missed them when he asked her to be his girlfriend, and again when he asked her to be his wife, and still again when he put me in her stomach and again when I popped out nine months later. Since she missed all those bells, I got to watch as he broke her down, as the shining star of a woman she was supposed to be was extinguished at the hand. After their somewhat formal introduction, he started to give the driver directions, but upon hearing Jessica’s stomach growl, he stopped, laughed and asked if she had eaten today. Retracing her shopping spree, she realized she hadn’t eaten since breakfast and told him so, he then gave the driver directions to a small café that Jessica had recently read about in The New Yorker. ‘I haven’t eaten either.’ Gene said. ‘Would you mind joining me in a little bite to eat?’ If you knew Jessica, you knew. I felt her soft cunt immediately respond to me, opening for me, as my tongue spread her pussy door apart, sliding down into her pussy hole. I heard her moan, and her legs relaxed to my gentle touch.Like Neeta did to me earlier, I knew exactly what to do to her. I focused my tongue on her clit, teasing it, flicking it with the tip, and sucking gently on it.My husband watched with interest as his cock stirred in response to the sight, staring at me kneeling over Neeta. My cunt exposed above her. For whatever reason, we had both avoided it so far. It would never happen now, would it?Nadia knew almost instantly once she slapped me and saw my face harden that she had fucked up. I stared daggers at her and walked over to my stuff to collect it and go home. The silence was so potent that it was she could have been fucked by it. She stood there and watched me grab my possessions until I started to walk toward the door.“Wait, I thought that we still had a date tonight!” she blurted.“Consider.