Then, three days after the wedding, Eric and I were out and had a big argument and I told him to take me home which he did. I stormed out of his car, ...ran to the front door, unlocked it, and ran up to my room crying.As far as I was concerned, we were through.So, I sat there cross-legged, rubbing up under me, frustrated in so many ways.Then, I thought, fuck it, and got up, took my clothes off and slipped on a clingy, black negligee that I'd bought for that first time with Eric. I left the panties. I was in a trance and my mind could not process what exactly was going on.She lied close to me looking in my eyes. while we talk. She then went to switch off the lights. I could see her ass while she was doing it.. I wanted to rub my hands all over those round ass and then press them hard.Soon it was about to come true.While talking she was still holding my hand and it was close to my crotch . As we slept , or pretended to sleep , her hand was brushing my cock.I went closer and near her lips. "...Maybe not ALL," Ian says as I try not to sigh- even though Ian andChloe will be busy over half-term, they'll at least be in the same cityas each other. More than can be said for me and my 'Prince Charming'."Got to work at the game shop too, which is where I need to head off toin a few minutes." Aww," I sigh. "You HAVE to come to London, if not for Nikki's birthdaythen just for a visit, I know everyone there really misses you." Yeah," Ian chuckles as he idly fiddles with the tattoo that I. She wasn’t being aloof or anything, she just wouldn’t talk about it. Maybe I was misreading her, but I was getting the impression that now that I had carried out my assigned duty, my part in the whole process was done.It was the same when she got home from school after rehearsal. She and Mom chatted about their day as if nothing at all unusual had happened less than twenty-four hours earlier right there in our very own house. But then what should I have expected; a banner strung across the.