Each one he called, although excited about being invited, couldn't show up for one reason or another. So, I threw Tabby into the hat. I filled Mark in.... He had known that she and I was a weird couple, but he didn't know that I still 'got' her from time to time.I called her up and asked if she was doing anything that Saturday night. She said she was free. I had her meet me at seven o'clock. She showed up at seven-thirty. Right on time. She's reliably thirty minutes late and over the years I've. “Okay, Jimmy, what’s all of this about? Why the tone of voice, the urgency,” she said.“You remember me telling you about my wife and ex-best friend?” I said.“Yes, what of it. You’ve put all of that behind you or so you said,” she said.“Yes, I did, and I did, but they haven’t,” I said.“What? What are you talking about,” she said.“He’s here,” I said.“Who?”“My ex-best friend,” I said.“What?”I let my glance casually pass over to where Rodney Pollard was seated sipping a beer. It was clear he was. And it wasn't for lack of trying. I think he tried to kiss me every time we went out." You finally gave in?" Not exactly. He wasn't even trying when I kissed him. I think he'd given up. It was just before Easter and we went to that play at his church. It was a little creepy, but there was some good music. The ending was really happy and I was in a good mood when his parents brought me home. I stopped at the front door and all of a sudden his lips were just there and they were moist and ready. My legs wide open pointing straight to the door, the handle turns, and finding it locked, the person knocks, there is no response from either of us, and the latch turns again and then falls silent, I want to pee so badly and hold it tightly but cannot stop other juices from leaking out over my closed pussy lips. As you move round your desk you stop at the window, “Hot in here isn’t it?” “Yes Sir” “Should we open a window?” I moan and cannot stop a single drop of moisture running down my thigh..