“Gonna make you suck the fuck out of this big cock,” he growled, staring hard at her.“Okay,” she grinned and opened her mouth.In her mind, she...was kneeling between his legs in his apartment, naked except for the hair bow, head resting on his thigh, arm wrapped around his leg, hand holding his balls, worshipping his cock with her lips and slobbering over it with her tongue and devouring it into her mouth, while his wife watched horrified.Shy against his extramarital flirtations, she had refused. She had wanted to peek over the seats to see if they were really going to have sex, but had decided that she would not. She would just sit here quietly and finish her drink and not pay any attention. But when she heard Ann’s soft moans of pleasure, she simply couldn’t hold out any longer. Quietly she turned in her seat and looked over the high seat back. When her eyes cleared the back of the seat what she saw was Ann legs spread open, her skirt up around her waist and his fingers moving. Jill mouthed"hello", and kept pumping the machine. The woman waved back and started onher exercises.After one hour, the StairMachine blessedly stopped. Jill got off the machineand stretched out so she wouldn't get leg cramps later that night. She wasdripping wet as she walked by the weight lifters. The woman sat up and askedif Jill would mind spotting her while she did her bench presses. Jill saidshe would be happy to, and positioned herself by the weights. Once again Jillwasn't needed. The. Either that, or we busily devise some new practical prank tocheese my brother when he gets home from football practice. But nottonight - tonight Allie was unusually more curious about my previous lifethan usual. Although I always liked to think she believed my stories,sometimes I felt a little insecure about our friendship. Maybe shethinks my stories are pure theater, a means to pass the time like talkingabout the latest anime in the season. Maybe I'm just a source ofentertainment to her,.