Im angry with you because you broke into my bedroom, thats my private spot, but I suppose thats pointless now. Momma squatted down in front of me and ...looked at me square in the eye I dont want you ever again breaking into my rom, do ya hear? , she said Yes, Momma, I whispered not believing I was getting off with being scolded just for breaking into her room. That goes just as well for you, Faith Yes maam, was my best friends honest reply. Now as for fucking my men … Uh-oh I thought, heres where. After a few minutes she asked me about my sexcapades and I couldn’t think of any. I just went forward, held her neck and pulled her face close to mine and kissed her. She was taken aback slightly with this sudden move but she started reciprocating.We kissed for a few minutes, and by now we both were horny. I was pressing her boobs over her clothes while kissing her and rubbing her pussy as well. And we both knew what we wanted. She unzipped my trousers, I pulled her jeans and panty down, turned. She couldn’t say no and we finally met and spoke for like 2-3 hours! It was all general topics about work, life, relatives, and friends! But I still felt some what connected when we spoke to each other! Then I somehow asked her “When do I get to see your house? Come anytime on weekend! I will introduce you to my husband too! You have never spoken to him!Yeahh I want to meet and know him is what I said (obviously a lie) the thing was she never had a child. She was still very much career oriented. Aunt Jean had said that between being away so often on business trips, (he was some sort of consultant, whatever that meant), he was also home for long intervals, but she just could never pin him down with any kind of guesswork about a schedule, other than what he let her know about right before each trip. So, while he and Jean had been neighbors for practically ten years now and she talked of him often, today at the funeral and this evening, right now, were the first times that Blue had met.