She opened my heart up and made me care about her. She'd been hurt, too - she caught her husband in bed with a friend of hers. How's that for low-down... ?Our sex life was incredible. We made love nearly every night. She's got wonderful round curves. I loved touching her and making her cum over and over several times. But after awhile, I realized I had this fantasy I just couldn't ignore any longer . . . I wanted to watch her do the dirty with another guy. More precisely, I wanted to watch a big. While she was taking my shoes off, she commented that I seemed tense and that my breath did not smell like pussy. I told her of the long day that I had just endured and that I was hoping to get some from my girlfriend and she had shut me down.“Go on downstairs and relax, I will be down in a minute.” she told me.I was downstairs on the recliner end of the blue sectional sofa watching Comedy Central, sitting in just my mesh shorts and waiting for my lover step mom to come down. I heard ice. "Mark! Oh god, I can't believe it's you," I could only sputter, pushing myself closely agagainst him, my cheek pressed against his chest. I wanted to stay there forever, caught up in his arms, safe, protected -- and above all, with him. Finally, I drew back gently, looking into his eyes, suddenly losing myself in their dark brown."It's me, Susan. It's me." I loved his voice; for the past few years, all I'd known of him were his voice, and his personality. I could feel it in my arms as he spoke,. I thought maybe we had lucked out and avoided a worse problem. He was stretching and sounding like he was annoyed but not suspicious. I was ecstatic that we had a near miss.I led him out of the training room into the lounge and found Beth waiting for me. She looked at me with a very concerned face before slamming her hand into Bill’s chest. I heard a crackle and he fell in a heap.“What? What did you do that for? Did you taser him?”“He knew your name David, why would he have known that? You are.