But not Chicago, and not the competition. He was just leaving the room, despite the fact that it was after ten at night and he had to compete in the m...rning. Shoving his things into the pockets of his jeans, he approached the door, and it wasn’t until he stopped, staring at her, his eyes turned to molten gold with still-seething fury, that she realized she was blocking the door and he was waiting for her to move. She did so in silence, sliding to the left, watching mutely as his large fist. You have the texts, go ahead and reread them.”Piper’s eyes stopped dead at the words. No, he couldn’t be right, he had made her do all of that. Her mind blinked back to their hands all over her, the lips, and the feeling of a penis in her hand. He had set it all up, it was his fault. “No, you implied that I had to.”“Tell me when I told you explicitly to cheat. Go on, I will wait.”She scrolled back up and to her horror, she saw he was right. It couldn’t be! Over and over she read through and ran. I headed downstairs to the pantry to collect some goodies for our house guest to take home, as he was heading out that day. I wasn’t in the cold room for very long when our house guest entered the room and stood behind me. I pretended that I didn’t notice and went about my business which was hard because I was so wet at the thought of playing with he and my man. He proceeded to wrap his arms around my chest and pull me in close to his chest. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and my earlobe. He had pulled up his shorts and told her that he would be back for more of her pussy Sunday evening. She told him OK then tanked him for fucking her so good. He walked pasted me without a word and left. My wife said lets go get something to eat. I said OK you go change and I'll get dressed. She said I'll just pull a sun dress over the bathing suit and slip on some flip flops. I said aren't you going to clean up down there first? She said no I want to enjoy the feeling of his cum leaking out of.