Why now? What’s different about now? Oh, you mean because I flirted with another woman?Of course not. She isn’t jealous of any of your wives, so w...y should she be jealous of Emma? Oh, and Emma hasn’t reconciled her mind to being yours yet, but there is evidence that she can’t get you off her mind, so it won’t be long.And you know this how? Can you now read her mind too?No, of course not, but I just know. It’s obvious.So, let’s get back to Little One. What is so special about now that I should. I thought she was going to crush my head. I sucked on her clit and slid my middle finger into her pussy. I would take her to the edge and then stop. I wanted to build her up to an orgasm that she would never forget. To take her over the edge I inserted two fingers into her pussy and my thumb up her tight little ass. I sucked on her clit hard and fast while pumping my fingers and thumb in and out of her with as much f***e that I could use without hurting her. When my fingers finally hit her. He probably didn’t even remember her name by now. Man, she wished she had a cigarette. She’d given it up a couple of years ago though. Nasty habit. She’d taken up yoga instead. Yeah, as if being able to wrap your legs around your neck could give you the buzz same as nicotine. What the hell had she been thinking, she mused, a tad crankily. Damn Kevin. She always got cranky when she thought about him. Not to mention all the rest of this shit she’d had to deal with tonight. Laying her head against. He was of course Latino. He pulled my truck around his house and into his rear yard. Then his wife came onto the rear deck of the small house. "Senorita would you like coffee while you wait?" she asked."I have never turned down a free coffee in my life," I replied. She did not invite me in, but brought the coffee out to the deck. The coffee was weak and a really cheap blend. I had once used that blend myself, but could only tolerate it after it was a day old. Its saving grace was simply that it.