The next day she met me at the airport, it’s a short drive home and I just asked her how as the weekend, she just said OK. As soon as we arrived hom...e, Jackie burst into tears and said she had been very silly. I asked what was up and she told me she had seen Michael. She could not talk as she was sobbing so much. I told her it was ok, don´t worry I´m not angry.After she had calmed down, she told me all about it.Michael had emailed her on Thursday and asked her to come over on Friday evening. She. "Just a beer for now" I said. "Sure thing, just leave room for your chocolate dessert" she said with a big grin. Oh boy its fucking on I thought. I hung out for the night not doing much except crushing beers and shaking for shots. It was pretty dead, around one o'clock in the morning when Erika said "last call mother fuckers" and flipped on the lights inside the bar. Erika slid a beer down to me and the 2 people left in the bar finished up and left. With just Erika and I left, she turned off. His tender touch feels so good after the pounding he gave me last night. He slowly slid his fingers into my pussy. He is finger fucking me so slow and gentle I was feeling relaxes under his movements. "You feeling sore?" Uncle asks me in a soft caring voice. I moan and push my pussy against his finger. "A little." I say softly "But please, don't stop" I softly beg. He chuckles and slides his face down between my legs. I feel his tongue replace his finger and he starts gently licking. The usual stuff ... take in the mail and just generally make sure the place was okay.In retrospect, the logical person to watch my stuff should probably have been Heather. By then we were going pretty strong and I was sure the relationship was going somewhere.We’d even made plans to get together on alternate weekends to make sure we didn’t become one of those long-distance relationships that fail due to inactivity and absence. Neither of us wanted that.We got our part of the job done a little.