You worried about her?" Carmela was smiling. She wasn't jealous, but she was smiling. "Yeah, a little. She was stupid. I was stupider. But, I can't h...ate her. Hell, I don't even hate the asshole, though I could maybe learn to do that, especially since he is not helping pay the kid's way," I said. "Well, she's hard up right now. She's got a catch-22. She needs a sitter, so even working overtime has minimal impact on her economically. Like I said, she's hard up: behind on her rent, and her phone. And horrified they indeed were. Three times, she had been caught. By the third time, it had taken major maneuvering by James to keep her from being prosecuted.Both Richard and Missy had been set up with generous trust funds by their grandmother. That was another club that her parents, Melanie in particular, used on her with great regularity. They threatened to invalidate the trust if she did not straighten up and meet their expectations.That was the world Missy lived in: always threats, but. “If it’s a show they want, why not give them a good one?”I arched my back and stiffened my legs as I tightened my now slippery hand, full of pre cum, on my hard cock. I increased the speed, my hand pistoning up and down my dick.I looked straight at the hottie in the skin-tight jeans, and pointed my cock directly at her. To my great surprise, she licked her lips, and then opened her mouth, as if she was preparing to receive my hot cum in her open and willing mouth.That was it! I couldn’t stop!. No-one else seemed to notice anyway, though I saw her husband look at her several times in a half-puzzled, half-angry way as she kissed everyone at our table before leaving. If he was allowed anywhere near her vulva when they got home, he couldn’t possibly fail to notice the state of his wife’s body; but that was their business. As we all kissed them goodbye, I was amused to see how Julie and Peter tried very hard not to give anything away through their body language. I suspect were successful.