When I came back up the aisle Helen was on her knees in front of my husband holding the bowl in front of him collecting his cum. When he finished Tony... took his place shooting his cum in the bowel."Take off the outfit slut." I now stood naked before them. Helen handed me the bowl. "Drink it" my husband ordered.I looked at him horrified. "You're not serious. It's full of everyone's semen. Never." I handed the bowl back to Helen."Grab her arms and stretch them apart." Tony and Mike grabbed an arm. Think back to what you first said on the day we met. Remember it?”I think I blushed as I did remember.“You called attention to yourself and both Mel and I took note. The reasons Mel doesn’t have a boyfriend are the same as mine. We do date, but no one steady. So take it while you can get it stepbro. You know you’re loving it. Your only problem with it is you are afraid of being caught. Neither Mel nor I will let that happen so relax and enjoy.The next couple of months flew by. I was learning. I sawher waiting at a bus stop as I was walking to my car. I told her that ifshe was waiting for the bus she was out of luck because the last bus had already left a half hour ago. Seeing how upset she was I offeredthe woman a ride to wherever she needed to go. She gladly acceptedand climbed into my Karmann Ghia. We exchanged names and afterthe obligatory small talk I asked Nicole if she'd like to smoke a littlepot and she was more then happy to get high. She was a little plumpbut quite. The closeness of her being around me, bending this way, leaning that way showed me a beautiful woman of around forty that had a body that belied her age. I started the week in lust and moved rapidly to in love. Now, at the end of the week, it was something beyond and far more complex than either lust or love.She talked freely of her past and answered my questions... up to a point. Some areas of her personal life, even basic questions like, "Why did you come to Oregon?" would instantly change.