A text saying that unfortunately my friend had agreed to help his father with various errands, and had absent-mindedly double-booked his afternoon and...would I mind terribly meeting up another time. I set back a quick reply, saying of course not, before turning around and resuming my walk home. I took my time, gazing at how the neighborhood had changed in one short year. Before I knew it I was back outside the front door, traipsing upstairs to put my headphones on and drift into a mindless. This again. "There's no... story, really." I said, "We just stopped hanging out. And then we started again." I shrugged. "No, I think there's more to it." she said, "Rose doesn't talk about it, and when a gossipy bitch like your sister doesn't want to talk about something, it usually means its serious." I sighed again. "Well, we were kids, you know? We argued." I said, "All hormones and anger and puberty... we just stopped getting along. Now we're a bit older, more mature... I guess we're just. I was so turned on, however, that itdidn't really matter to me, so I pulled her panties down and began tostroke her. We kissed while stroking each other. Then she pushed meonto my back and turned herself so her cock was over my mouth. She tookmy cock in her mouth and pushed her erection against my lips.Reluctantly I opened my mouth and not too gently, she shoved it in. Wewere both very turned on. She came very quickly and as soon as her cumhit my tongue I ejaculated. We swallowed each other's. I was glad when Julie divorced him, that man was never going to change. My situation felt a lot different though. There were no signs of Jessica being someone other than the sweet, loving wife I knew her to be. One thing was the same, how I felt. I felt broken and betrayed. I wished I could get back at Jessica but I didn’t have it in me to hurt her. “You think I should get back at her?” I questioned. Julie smiled and nodded. “If she’s cheating on me, she must not care all that much about me or.