I could hear her go into the bedroom, then she came halfway down the stairs.“Allen, where are your things?”“I moved them into the guest room.”...“B ... But why?”“You really can’t be THAT dense, can you? Did you really think I would share a bed with you after you had been with God knows who?”“I didn’t fuck anyone,” she said before realizing that Billie was right there.“That may very well be, though I hope you’ll forgive me for not taking your word for it, but I could still smell his cheap cologne. Even with the shower raining down on us as I ate her I could feel her pussy squirt. I knelt back on my heals and kissed up her body lightly kissing caressing her until I kissed her on the mouth. She recovered from her orgasm, and then playfully said your turn now, and I stood up. She knelt down in front of me and took my cock in her hand. She stroked and tugged and then slid it in her mouth. She licked and sucked and kept pumping with her hand. I was ready to come when she stopped with her. Abby wasn’t sure to believe him so she needed to check her panties.She lifted her pinafore up to her belly and realized that Mr. Davis’s description was right. She was indeed wearing her pink panties with red side bands and a hot-pressed picture of The Little Mermaid in front. Then Mr. Davis told her to put her skirt down and she did it. Right after that, she looked at his hands smeared with a white cloudy sticky substance and he told her that he spilled glue on his hands. Abby knew that it was. I just want to be near you.”“And you would be OK with Suzanne and me fucking in bed with you?”“Yes. I think so. I don't want to stop you from fucking. But I do want to be near you.”At work Suzanne and I had to act the role of close colleagues, with no hint of a romantic involvement. I think that we carried it off pretty well. However, driving home that evening we could let our guard down.“God, Bill! I so want you to fuck me. But how are we going to do it with Vera there in the bed with.