” “James, don’t be so ridiculous,” I countered but at the same time as saying it my mind conjured up an image of a situation so wrong that I b...egan to think I would call Steve back. Call him whilst a sexy black man, a much younger black man, lay between his wife’s legs and licked her pussy. A pussy which was on fire and flooding under the black man’s tongue and fingers. James continued stroking me and himself, his cock now fully hard and erect and absolutely monstrous as it jutted out from his. "So how long you been in the crotch?" I asked."This is my third year. I been in Afghanistan once already, and I'm going back," he said."When you leaving?" I asked."Two weeks," he said."Tell you what kid, how about I check into a motel for tonight, and you come with me. We will have out own going away party?" I suggested.Yes, I had been back from the sandbox a long time, but then the war had been going on a long time. I was part of the first detachment in. We had been trucking in Jet fuel at the. As a new mother, Claire did not want to take any chances. After months of searching they had narrowed it down to two candidates: one was in her early sixties, with twenty years experience, the other was twenty-five with two years experience but a degree in child development and social services.On paper the old woman looked better, but in person she was old fashioned who strongly believed in punishment if the child misbehaved or did not listen. Claire did not like that. The twenty-five year old,. The number appeared on the screen before her, and Heather felt as though she had suddenly walked off the edge of the world. Oh God, it was Cal! How could she have fallen in love again with the man she had left four years earlier? How could she want to feel his mouth on hers, his hands on her? How could this warm, sensitive man, this angel in disguise, be the same man she had married all those years ago? How could she face the man she had left without a backward glance, the man who had let her.