When I came out Daphne wasn't in bed so I knew she was down stairs in the kitchen waiting for me. I shaved and then dressed and then went down to get ...it over with. She was sitting at the table drinking coffee when I walked in the kitchen and I waited for her to say something. I poured my coffee and waited, but I guess she was waiting for me to start. Without looking at her I said, "I'll see a lawyer today, or at least make an appointment to see one. You can spend the day making a list of what. "I couldn't help but look at him. "It's not what I want. Don't say itthat way. We can talk and we can walk together just as we always do. Wejust cannot let on that there's anything special about our friendship."I decided to break my own rule. I reached over and put my hand againsthis leg. "I love you, Tabby. You know that. With all of my heart."Tim put his hand over mine for just a few seconds. He lowered his headand dropped a tear or two. "Why can't we just be who we are?" he said.Then he. She routinely says this to any female bartender or waitress who she thinks I might find attractiveSeveral more discussions revealed that since her ex had left about three years ago she had been on a fuck spree. One night we talked late on the phone and I pumped my dick as I asked questions, trying to find the extent of her whoring. She told me a lot that night as I jerked, and I made sure she could her the slosh of the Vaseline as I pumped my cock. I also made sure my moaning and heavy breaths. I once again took the spongy head of her cock between my lips, the sticky, familiar taste of your sweet pussy covering the shaft. She began to pump her cock slowly into my mouth, my position was such that she easily slid into my throat, leaving a sugary trail on my tongue. She moved her cock in and out of my mouth, slowly. Each time she withdrew, a new drop of clear cream found it’s way to the tip. I worked my tongue over the head before licking the bulging shaft, the rigid shaft in sharp.