I didn’t deserve her, not here, not with me. I was cheating on my girlfriend with my best friend. But I quickly threw those thoughts away. She was h...ere, she was with me, and I wanted her bad. No matter how much i didn’t deserve her.I smiled lightly and lifted the hem of her shirt to expose her white belt, and began to undo it, as well as her pants. I looked up at her, Natascha’s face was frozen as her eyes watched my every movement. Her eyes soon met with mine ‘Is that enough of a first move?’. ’ Softly, she said, “Please, come in.”“With pleasure.”Bill followed her into her house and then on to the kitchen. Once there, he looked over at her. She was trying to fix her hair and get a glimpse of herself in the toaster by using it as a mirror. Recognizing that she felt dirty and uncomfortable, he said, “Why don’t you let me make some coffee for you while you freshen up?”“Thanks, I think I’ll take you up on that offer,” she answered even as she turned. She fled from the room as fast as her. For the first time, Angela felt a brief pang of jealousy. She wished she could be over there to get a good fucking too.Sighing, she turned and started to walk back to the building, figuring that she would spend the rest of the afternoon fingerfucking herself while waiting for her son's return. Then something caught her attention.It was Mike, walking rapidly up the sidewalk toward his home. Angela felt a wild fear as she saw him, cursing herself for forgetting Janet's child. There was no telling. That would bring a whole new set of problems because you have no identity. I'll have to figure a way to make you a person of our time. He paused to make sure she understood what he was telling her."I understand. I don't have any idea how to get back to my time either. I would never try to change anything in this time period. It would have far-reaching effects on the future."He leaned back in his chair, "How about your family back in your time? I'm sure you're going to miss them. Can you handle.