Even on a clear night, they probably would not notice the two thirty-somethings; walking down the hill hand in hand with not a stitch on. She was skip...ping alongside me until we reached the edge of the fog and then she stopped dead. Closing her eyes as we both shivered. My shivers came from my feet being wrapped in the cool damp air; hers were a combination of this and the first release of her anticipation.It was always the same, like a tiny orgasm rattling through her from head to toe as soon. My body alive and my senses running wild. Placing the key in the lock I go in quietly. Stripping off my clothes, I climb into bed. Slithering under the covers I kiss his thighs dragging my nails down his legs, down his stomach trying to leave a mark. Placing his cock in my mouth as I suck. Feeling it grow more and more. As my body runs hot I ride him. Digging my nails into his shoulders. As I become more slippery and wanting more. He awakens flipping us over, letting me have perfect access to. But I do have to talk to you.”She sniffed, “OK.”“You remember Michelle?”She nodded.“I saw her over Spring Break.”“That’s why you couldn’t see me on Sunday?”“Yes.”“You slept with her,” she said evenly.“Yes. On Saturday. But you knew that might happen. I talked to you about it before you and I made love the first time.”“I know. I hoped it wouldn’t happen.”“Yes, I know you did. And it only happened on Saturday. I don’t think it will ever happen again.”“Good!”I detected more than a hint of spite in. " I fell back onto the loveseat with her as Veronica took the chair across from us.Monique gave this low throaty laugh as she looked in my face. "Afterall you have been through Roxana you are still the same happy trustingperson inside. It's what I always loved about you."I took a big swig of my glass of wine as the implications filteredthrough."Baby, wipe that shock off your face. I'm not here to do anything toyou. But you still don't understand the whole story. This is going tobe hard.