”“It’s just a song,” grumped Constance.They were passing the town square, and he pulled into a parking slot. He turned off the engine and turn...d to face her, putting his knee up on the seat between them.“You hum it all the time, Constance.”“So that has to mean I want to be Bobby’s girl?” She leaned against her door. “It’s true, you know.”“What’s true?” She’d given him conflicting signals.“You do have someone else. You’ve always had someone else.”“I don’t have anybody else right now,” he. What did it matter to him? She searched his face, trying to understand why he was here. Why he was asking that question. She thought she saw some of the old Jake, the one she knew before he turned into the one she divorced. She nodded, ‘Yes, I’m happy. He makes me and Sean happy.’ He still hadn’t mentioned Sean or asked about him. How was that possible? She had to ask, ‘Did you ever care about Sean, or want him?’ At least he had the decency to look ashamed as he admitted, ‘Katie, I wanted you.. Her eyes shown lust as her hand slid up my shorts and grasped my fleshy cock. "I want this," she whispered. Pulling my member from its cover, she dipped the tip in her champagne flute. The cold bubbles sent a chill through my body. The chill turned to a shiver as she then engulfed my hard cock in her mouth sucking from it the essence of sparkling wine. "I want this now!"She released her grip and disappeared inside the house. I shutdown the BBQ, picked up our glasses and the rest of the elixir. Vanessa watched as his cock slowly entered the woman…then the man’s hand was beneath her, fingering her cunt and the woman lifted and sighed…”It hurts,” she said, “but it hurts good. You’re filling me and feeling my cunt at the same time…Wow! This is different…slow down…go slow.”The man now spoke: “You’re so tight and smooth…your cunt is wet and your clit is stiff but I love being in your gorgeous ass.” The woman squirmed again and then lifted…”Do it, sweetie, I want you in me…all the way.