Huh. I must have really gone out. Last I remembered there was a ball game on. Who watches TV golf?I've been in this apartment since my divorce about a... year ago. It's not the big suburban home we had, but it's no hovel. Plus, no lawn chores, no snow removal, no repairs. Life's got tradeoffs, and if this is what it costs to end a bad marriage, well, I'm doing better than her. Lucky for us, no kids.I opened the door to an unexpected sight: the wife of one of my co-workers, Mike, nicely turned out. Unable to control himself, he reached out cupping her cheeks in his hands. She smiled over her shoulder, pouring soap and wiggling her can at the same time.“Can’t you wait til we get back to the apartment?”“Not really,” he replied hiding, his now rising pants against her ass. His throbbing bulge nestled between her buttocks and she thrust back against him in response. He reached forward, cupping her breasts in his hands and pushing them together and then down, his fingers finding her taut. Lastly the girl, who sometimes was too critical of herself, loved thatthey made her 'man hands' look more feminine and she also felt morenatural.In reality her hands, like the rest of her body, was only a little abovenormal for an average woman. Being 5'8" made her only 1 inch taller thanher aunt and shorter that all the starters on her high school girlsbasketball team. Her dress size was a 14 but her height made her lookslimmer. Her shoe size, 10, was only one size up from the norm in the. We untangled and the girls snuggled up to me on both sides. "Are you going back to your house now?" Lisa ask."Not until I absolutely have to." I said leaning down and sucking on one of her nipples."I figure I've got at least three or four more hours before I need to get back." "Then let's get this up and ready." I heard Clare say. A moment later I groaned as I felt her warm mouth slide down over my semi-erect cock. Lisa sat up and smiled at me. She crawled over, put her arms around my neck and.