It was of Paul on one of the rare nights that I stayed at my apartment. We all talk to ourselves or think out loud occasionally, but Paul really pisse... me off.As he got back into his car, a beautiful Grabber Orange 2009 Mustang GT, Paul shouted out, "God I love that woman." I know I should be happy. I'm the only woman in his life. He's not cheating on me and he's not cheating on some other woman with me. He has no type of relationship with his ex. From the report I got, she's tried to contact. She stopped to watch as I packed my tools into the toolboxes on the Ute. Feeling her lingering stare, I looked over my shoulder and gave her a wink, licked my lips slowly, and raised an eyebrow.She approached in a seductive manner, that was slow and deliberate. Placing her hand on my crutch, gently squeezing till it stirred, with the voice of a whispering angle that would melt snow, she said, ”hmmm…. I was right, you are a true lover, is there somewhere we can go so you can fix this ache that. And now i had her red silky thong in my hand!!!," Melissa went right to her beside cabinet. She turned around and was smiling she took of her clothes, Melissa got onto her bed and raised her legs high in the air, and then she spread them wide open, fuck i had a amazing view of her pussy and hole, "fucking perfect!!." she started to move her hips like she was fucking someone, now Melissa was grinding the air like she was actually getting fucked. " fuck i was getting so turned on more by her sexy. I shook my head slowly, looking at the floor. “You’re absolutely sure, Tracy?” I asked her, “Because once this gets started, there’s little chance of turning back.” “Turning back from what?” Tracy challenged me. “If you try to stop it once it has started,” I said as if trying to explain things to an errant child, “there will be hurt feelings and our relationship with Jeremy and Jennifer will be damaged.” “Why should I do that?” she said, her voice nearly a sneer. “I don’t know,” I said,.