Storey was crying.'Oh Samantha dear, I'm so happy that you're here. I'm sorry for thestate that I'm in but I've just had some terrible news. I've just...heardthat my sister Betty had passed on. It's a terrible shock. I knew shewas unwell but I didn't know it was that bad...' she started cryingsome more.I felt terribly sorry for her and immediately forgot all about my ownproblems. 'Here, come and sit down.' I said. 'I'm very sorry to hearthat. Can I get you anything, a cup of tea?''That would be. It was long and thin and I soon found my hands caressing and slowly stroking two cocks at the same time. Each one of them provided a different sensation of texture, sweatiness and expectation. A hand came up onto my arse and probed at my anus. I wanted to reach out and kiss one of the people whose cock I was stroking but I didn’t know whether they would reciprocate. Kissing can be personal even for us gays. I decided to lean forward a little to allow the persons hand access to my arse. Both my. “Ah, the truth comes out! Allow me…” I set my glass down, then knelt at her feet and lifted her left leg, gently removing the offending shoe. I repeated the action with her right one, hyper-aware of the firm muscles of her calves and the delicate arch of her foot and her pearl-pink painted toenails, and when I breathed in the sensuous bouquet of her burgeoning arousal it made my heart pound and my cock swell.As I rose to my feet, I trailed my fingers up her legs and over her hips, pausing to. "Tom cheated on me." Lisa just blurted it out.I can't believe it. Tom wouldn't do that," Shandra said."Believe it. I have proof," Lisa said"You do?" Yes. I have pictures," Lisa said and then reached into her handbag for the printouts she had made. Without another word she dropped them on the table in front of Shandra. Shandra picked them up and examined each one carefully."Oh, my God. What are you going to do?" Shandra asked."I don't know yet. I am still in shock," Lisa said."Holy shit. How.