I was in my early 30s, single, he was new to the company in his late 30s divorced with k**s. We chatted and drank come more (coffee!) and then I made ...ut I was falling asleep on the sofa. He helped me to the spare room and he went to bed. I woke up at about 2am to go to the loo, had a drink of water and went into his room. When he woke and looked at me almost scared I blushed. I had begun to sober up and instantly regretted it but I had my story straight. I was in my underwear and informed him. “What happened? Don’t lie to me, Zax, I never saw you winding and oozing blood like this out of nowhere!” She glared, warning him with what she will not stand for.“It’s the retribution of an oath I made using a name of a God...” Zax opened and narrated the entire ordeal. Since he chose her for his wife he was determined to always answer her resolution to share his burdens.A long while passed with silence even after he finished talking and the two returned to lie with their gazes on the ceiling. He didn’t want to seem obsessed about it though, so he left it. He knelt behind his sister, hard cock in his hand. He ran it down the crack of her ass, and Bonnie found herself wanting him in her ass, like he did with her sister. She didn’t know how to say it, though, and quickly forgot about it when she felt him run his fat head along her swollen slit. Jeff eased into her comforting warmth, sliding into her cunt in one smooth stroke. ‘Ohhhhh that feels good…’ she groaned as she felt herself. I desired her. My attentions were not long lost on her. She was wary of my affection. On the night before my parents' return, we sat close on the couch of my basement apartment. I had dimmed the light to a romantic glow, both of us having shared dinner--now a commonplace occurrence."Why are you upset?" Because..." Because why?" I stroked her face gently, moving closer to her."Because I love you," she said in a whisper.I looked seriously into her tear-filled eyes. "I know. I love you too."She.