How good they felt as he travelled up my thigh. How right it felt. It wasn't like I hadn't thought of it before. I had, many times in fact, thought of...him, of us, as I masturbated.James and I had always been so close. His father left when he was just a baby and had never been around. It had always been him and me. There had been a man here and there over the years for me, but not one who had stayed or that I wanted to become part of our life. I was always happy to have it just be us.As the day. I know how if feels to finish your own creation. The sense of completion warms your whole day and carries you through the next. I also knew it had to be hers. She needed it. An all new something not sullied by the past. We had some lettuce left over from yesterday and a couple of tomatoes. I had some bacon in the freezer, wrapped accordion style in wax paper. Bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches sounded good to me. I pulled a few slices of bacon out to thaw as my phone vibrated. Another email. "Vanessa took over, "Prof will call Binion's, probably tomorrow. He'll tell them that he's in a terrible situation, and that he desperately needs to have a million dollars, but all he's got is $100,000. He'll say that his only hope is to go to Binion's, bet half his money - $50,000 - on a single number on roulette. If that loses, which he'll say it probably will, to keep betting half of what he's got left, until he either wins the million, or is wiped out. -- "Binion's won't care about any of. Although I do not think she would have as she was kissing me back."Should we be doing this?", she asked. "Absolutely not. But you two have gotten me in so deep that it doesn't matter what happens."I reached behind her with both hands and grabbed her ass. "Your ass is so nice. I always would look at it in class and wonder. It looks better than what I could ever picture." My ass is not the only thing that is better in person."With that, she dropped her pants. I continued to kiss her and got my.