At least they had money in common, she reflected upon as they were riding up in the elevator. Sheila loved all the things that Phil’s money could b...uy, the cars, the vacations, the nice clothes and the parties. Her friends admired her and told her how lucky she was. However, inside she was lost, she realized she made the wrong choice in marrying Phil and that love and passionate sex were important too. Plus, Phil took joy in demeaning her and being in control. A week ago she borrowed Phil’s. “I think we should do more than talk. I too have a place in the city and don’t share it with anyone. Why don’t all three of us go and have coffee there. Then we can see what we can all do about our, hum, wet funds.”Before I can say anything, Marcy speaks up for both of us. “Lead the way.”The mystery woman leads us and Marcy and I follow her, hand in hand still. I can’t believe what had happened so far on my train ride to work. I had Marcy in front of me and I made her cum with her vibrator,. She faced the door and said, “I am sorry you caught me. I cannot do that stuff with you. Go to sleep now Lisa.” Gwen stepped through the door and left me in darkness. I was pouting and I had never been frustrated in such a way before. My privates were warm and I was more moist than ever. I sat up and pulled my shirt away from my hips and began to touch myself. I opened my little lips and probed myself. I began to question how this could actually feel good. Minutes passed and then I. .. yeah, it's the boy I left with the other night... Does he knowabout us? Well yeah I told him, he doesn't seem to mind all that much..."Mind? I was lying underneath her, eating her as she spoke, I certainlywasn't acting pissed off"Well yeah he's a bit pathetic to be honest" She really started grindingdown on my face "He's nothing like you, you're a real man... you know Ithink he was off with that Kevin guy at the party when we fucked... yeahthe gay one... Yeah it is a bit odd, I guess I'm.