He has forgotten me. He has another woman. But my heart wouldn’t listen. I wanted to meet him. I wanted to talk.“Hey I need to talk to the manager....” I said to his secretary. “I guess he’s a bit busy now. I’ll tell you when he’s free.”, she said. “Sure, but when you inform him, tell him Jasmine is here.”, I said and turned back to go to my cubicle. “Hey wait, what did you just say?”, she called out to me. “Tell him I’m Jasmine.”, I said. “Are you the Jasmine he loves?”, she asked. The question. The two of us were as tight as two friends could be.I’d find out that night, however, that we could be even tighter.The four of us were drinking moderately. I’d caught an Uber ride downtown and wasn’t too worried about getting drunk. Only Gretchen regularly got visibly intoxicated when we got together, but it only made her more fun to be around. She was a happy drunk, and she knew we’d look out for her if she had picked out a guy below our standards to go home with. We all took care of each. I nodded off pondering what to do.It was just turning daylight when I woke up. In a panic I got up and headed for the bedroom. I had to get Claude moved before the two women woke up. As I got close to the room I heard what sounded like a series of grunts. It sounded like "Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh." I peeked around the doorframe and saw that Claude was fucking Amber again only this time Amber was awake. The grunting sounds were coming from her every time Claude buried himself in her on his. "See you in a little while, stud," she said with a cheeky grin as she hurried off.Just seeing her in those matching white underwear from this close had made my boner even bigger, and I needed a release. I found my aunts moisturiser and took off the top, a strong scent of coconut hitting my nostrils, that would cover the smell of my cum nicely. I jerked off thinking about my aunt Nat in her underwear, smeaering the moisturiser on herself and then of her touch just a moment ago. Soon i was.