Now back to the story. I am a fairly attractive guy, 38, workout a lot, and keep my dress code up to date. I hangout a lot at my local coffee shop but...had never been approached by any of the girls until that one fateful day. I had been sitting around drinking my coffee and surfing on my phone when i decided to go out for a cigarette. I never saw her get up and follow me but as i turned around there she was. "Can i get a smoke from you?" was her first words to me. "i don't know" i said. She wore the same dress she had on the first time we fucked. A white tight fitting dress, with a very nasty deep V down the front. It showed off her big tits perfectly and she knew it. She was also wearing a pearl choker necklace and pearl earrings. As I danced & stripped I had to think of anything but her, try to dance sexy and not think about sex! It's not easy! I danced and stripped down to my shorts as she sat on the edge of the bed watching me with her bedroom eyes. Then she got up and put. . you're just going to say that? Just admit it to both of us?" Samantha spluttered."Course, why not?" Jackson took another bite, "it wouldn't be very nice to hide that information would it?" But it's 'nice' to sleep with both of us at the same time?" Samantha almost exploded. Jackson shrugged,"I suppose I didn't assume we were exclusive," he said, "that's why I didn't mind you banging your co-worker on the side." Samantha blushed bright red, and Cynthia threw her head back and laughed aloud.. His arms, legs, chest and back were covered with thick hair. He really did look like an ape. The fly of his shorts gapped open and his thick soft cock was partially visible through the pee-hole. He was staring at Anne’s short t-shirt with male appreciation, as she poured him a cup of coffee – like a dutiful wife should. But she wasn’t his wife. She was mine! I sourly wondered if he’d want to fuck her right there on the kitchen counter before drinking his coffee. He saw me standing there and.