I woke up around 7 am as usual and checked my phone. There were so many notifications because last night I slept early.I was reading them one by one, ...some of them just crap, few emails and some friends jokes. Only 2 messages were in my WhatsApp business account. One from a model for some photos and other was unknown number just saying ‘Hi’.I replied with another ‘Hi’ and went to the bathroom.I received another message from the same number when I was on the breakfast table.An unknown number –. 'I walk back in and as I'm walking back to the counter where I was initially helped, I noticed a pair of eyes looking at me through a gap in a display shelf that was sitting on the counter. When I finally got up to the counter she popped out and actually surprised me."What else can I do for you?" She asked in a flirty manner."One of the balloons popped." I replied not picking up on the way she was looking at me."Ooohhhh okay. What color was the balloon that popped?" She asked but this time she. Or why we were doing it. Or that it was wrong. We didn't talk about my father. Or my sister. We didn't talk about the future. We just lived day to day.We made love. Yes love. We were no longer the animals of the first few nights as we settled into our lovemaking. Oh we still fucked. But we interspersed soft touches, gentle caresses with the urgent mauling. It got better. If that was possible. We were Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.But we also resumed our lives. We both got up and went to. Ted suggested that they all move upstairs to the bedroom where they could be more comfortable on the king-sized bed, and everyone readily agreed.Ted sat on the bed and watched as Joan unbuttoned her blouse slowly exposing her firm, rounded breasts in front of him. He grabbed for her and cupped one in his hand, while he sucked and nibbled on the large nipple of her other breast. She pulled him up to his feet and unzipped the fly of his pants, gasping as she saw the size of his cock. She put.