I opened the picture and saw that she had taken a pic of her naked pussy and sent it to me. I stared at the pic knowing that I had just had my hands a...l over her cunt and clit just a few hours earlier. A text message followed that read you showed me yours, so only fair to see mine. I was thinking of something witty to say, when I heard my phone ringing. It was Nesha calling! I let it ring 3 times before answering. Me: Hello Nesha: Hey, did you like your picture? Me: Uh, yeah, wow. I wasnt. Without any warning he blasted his load in my mouth which I quickly swallowed. He tasted really good! But then he zipped up and left. One of the guys I was jacking stepped in and now I was sucking my 3rd cock in about 10 minutes!He got into it ass well, but pulled out before he came and jacked off into a garbage pail on the floor. Another guy stepped in and he had a really nice cock! He was uncut, I would guess a little over 7" and thick. I would guess he was in his mid 50's, a blue collar kind. “Hey honey, what’s up?” It was Liz.“You know that I gave you back all of those city ledgers a while back?”“Yeah, so?”“Well, I took pictures of the pages before I gave them back to you?” she said, sounding worried.“And?”“I found something really odd, when you come home later; I’ll explain it all OK?” she said confidently.“I love you!” I said.“I love you more, Davey!” she said sounding flirty.“There is no Hermann Gregoire, David!”“Really - See you later, kiddo!”I woke up the next morning, feeling. She caught me looking. I denied it. She smirked.Mid-range steakhouse. Neither of us was dressed in evening wear, but in this establishment we fit in quite well.We managed a decent conversation, too, about what she did for a living versus what I did, as Topic One, then onward towards food, which morphed into childhood, adolescence, then adult life.She watched. Noticed, observed life. "You hold your fork in your left hand when you're eating your steak." I know. You're not the first one to call me.