"You've missed out on a lot over the last month on your trip. Dad's been screwing around. Nothing new, really; he's been doing that for years. But Mom... caught him fucking one of the maids in their bedroom a couple of weeks ago and they've been fighting non-stop. I think Mom's fed up with the whole trophy wife lifestyle."My eyebrows popped. "Are you serious?"Carter grimaced. "Dead serious. I don't go home much anymore. And when I AM there, as soon as they start yelling at each other I just get in. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick jock meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my back, and I start a slow thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few minutes of slow mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both hands, and loudly proclaims, “fuck me Matthew—fuck me and mean it”Well, that's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her thighs, and swing them up and over my shoulders.. She moved a little closer to try and recognise who itwas. Finally she recognised him as Harry Evershock and he had a fruitycocktail looking drink with an umbrella in it in his hand."What's wrong Harry?" she asked."You've got a secret admirer who wants a chance with you now that you'vebroken up with Reece. He bought you this drink" Harry told her, passingthe drink to her. She reached out and took it, curious as to just whothis secret admirer was."Oh really? Does this secret admirer of mine have. But the unkempt person behind her seemed unfazed by her move. It took her a while to recognize him, but when she did, she let her fist fly anyway.David stared at her in disbelief as he rubbed his chest where Heather had hit him. She shouldn't have been able to do that. He was projecting calm and acceptance, but it didn't seem to be working. "What the hell?!" he shouted, rubbing where he'd soon be getting a bruise."I haven't heard a single word from you since that party at Emily's in Tunisia ....