Not that they mattered; they were just figures explaining why she’d looked so amazing in jeans at our first meeting.I thought of Mel as I brushed my... teeth before bed, and hoped she was okay. I’d intended to call her to check she’d arrived home okay, but unfortunately that had slipped my mind as I researched her online presence.I almost picked up the phone then, but didn’t want to risk waking her and upsetting her more. I mentally sent her good wishes, and I meant them.I’d thought I was totally. .. I heard her giggle... my body convulsing in ecstasy.You never have much sense of time under those conditions so I don't know how many seconds it all lasted, it felt very long thought... after my climax, she continued caressing my genitals, very softly... I opened my eyes for the first time since all started and she came around the desk; open a drawer and pulled some tissue paper and proceeded to clean where my tummy was exposed, the top of my t-shirt and the few drops in my face... some. I thought if she was more than willing to talk to me all that time when she only knew for 10 minutes beforehand, I'd ask her something.“Can I ask you something personal?” I asked.“Sure,” Jessica replied.“Have you ever felt like you wanna be with another woman, if you haven't ever been with another woman?” I asked.“Yes actually, a few years ago I felt like that, why do you ask?” Jessica asked.I wanted to say something but I simply could not, but then I think she connected the dots.“Anyone ever. Pete sensed my animosity and kept plugging away, pushing into me and holding my waist to pull me back onto his cock. He shot what felt like a weak load into the rubber, pulled out and collapsed alongside me, still on my hands and knees. He knew he had done wrong. He looked up at me. "I'm sorry, baby."I glared down at him, but stayed silent."I really am sorry, Rosalita."By then I knew that it was time to stop being an angry woman and become a forgiving whore. After all, he was a big tipper..