"I blushed pink, suddenly conscious of a wonderful intimacy. She finished my foot and lowered it to the floor, staring into space."I loved you," she s...aid with a shaky voice. " I kissed you, I held you, I cleaned your messy diapers and I fed you. It's what Moms do."She wiped her eyes, stepped to the vanity and lowered her head, bracing her arms on the sink. I stood and closed the gap between us, cuddling her close. I was nude and so was she; the skin-to-skin contact was thrilling and. On a hunch I ran upstairs and checked Michael's suitcase and in one of the inside pockets I found several Trojan condoms. Michael and I had never used condoms. To me the thong and the condoms added up to a cheating husband and I made up my mind right then and there that the next time Michael went out of town some guy was going to get lucky.I had gotten a job to fill some of the free time I had since Michael was away a lot and every afternoon when I got off work I would stop at the bar in the. Uncle Barry? God, no, this can't be happening. I knew it was too good to be true. I was getting ready to hang up the phone, when I heard a voice."Hello, Brad, are you there? Are you okay?" It was Angel."Yes, I'm here. I couldn't wait to talk to you, so I thought I would call." I know my voice probably sounded dejected. "Sara said you had company." Barry is hardly company. He's my brother. He and his wife live in the same apartment building as me and Sara." Wife? Barry's married?" I. ..and that merely added to the over all level of excitement and anticipation her was feeling as well as Laura.Twelve hours later---David woke up next to Laura. It was just starting to get light. Laura was still asleep. He raised himself up on one elbow and looked at her sleeping face, and listened to her soft, quiet breathing. As he did, his mind was flooded by a barrage of images from the night before of her and that young, and extremely well-hung black guy; Francis, fucking. As those images.