I won’t say it’s been all easy; preteen hormones would never allow for that, but overall we make the most of our time together. It’s clear she e...njoys having me all to herself, but she seems to understand that Patrick and I are involved now, and that we plan to stay together and develop our relationship. She asks some good questions, including if he’ll be sleeping at the house with us. I tell her in time, probably so, but not straight away after she comes home. She seems satisfied with that. He smiled at me nervously holding the door open. I blew my smoke in his face as I brushed my tits past him getting in. He got behind the wheel and pulled away from the curb with the hottest dirty girl on Drouillard that night. Naturally I pulled out his cock as soon as we left. Without saying a word I started stroking him as we drove down the street. Then I casually went down and started choking myself with his cock. His driving started to suffer so he pulled over into the parking lot behind. Nodding, Ben smiled at his wife. "I'll ask around, see if anyone has an opening." Thanks, my love. My fucking machine."Ben got up and put his dishes in the cluttered sink. He turned and looked at Ellen. He reached out and tweaked one of her nipples. "Don't forget, I've got Carl's bachelor party on Friday." Oh, it's this Friday? Oh..."He could hear the unasked question. "Don't worry, Saturday night will be our greatest anniversary. It's our tenth after all."Ellen beamed. "You remembered! I was. I really appreciate that you invited me, and I am not going to let one asshole spoil my good time,’ Trent said smiling. ‘I still don’t understand what a girl like Becky sees in someone like him,’ Greg said honestly. ‘Neither do I, but then again I am not a teenage girl,’ Trent replied. Many of the people there knew that he helped Greg pass his geometry exam, and a lot of them were grateful to him for doing so. The game that they had won last week was an important one, and it would have likely.