..I applied my make up and lipstick to my blow job lips( my hubbys name for them) and made my way to the supermarket .I brought a few things and decid...d to ring the number....it rang twice and ali answered...oh hi heera....I wanted to call u earlier to see if u fancied a coffee but I didn't know if it was right to do....I told him it was fine and that I was at the supermarket and needed a ride. I'll be there in 5.. oh my god what am I doing I thought ....I walked to the cafe area for a coffee. I met his gaze across the room and smiled a telling smile, then turned to sip my drink. He was alone as my husband had been the night I met him. Dressed in a red t-shirt with indecipherable writing on it and black jeans. I didnt notice his shoes, its a fallacy that girls judge a man on his footwear, but I could hear the sound of steel capped heels as he came over to my table. Discretely I slipped the ring off my finger and dropped it into my bag. Vodka and orange? he asked. I smiled and. It was the first nice day this spring and she was very upbeat about having the afternoon to herself. Before she started we chit chatted about things and I asked about her pending marriage. She got a long face and told me she called it off just last week. She had gotten tired of this guy, he just wasn’t able to hold her interest. I asked her what she meant by that. And she didn’t hesitate to tell me it involved a lot of things but their sex life had gotten very stale! You could have knocked me. Jenny evidently felt the same way, because she wriggled free of my grasp and stalked across the office, pulling off her top as she went. Upon reaching Darryl, she spun his chair to face her and squatted abruptly before him. "How about this, big boy?" she asked rhetorically, and then bent to take him in her mouth."Oh, you cum-suckin' slut," Darryl sighed happily as the liquid sounds of Jenny's slurping filled the office.I felt moisture leaking down my legs, and Jenny picked up her pace. I was.