The tall, slender blond gave Steve a quick peck on the cheek and a chaste hug before sitting down on the other side of the table."So... how goes the w...ar with the wayward spouse?" Steve asked tentatively.He and the wife of the man Barbara had had an affair with had gotten into the habit of meeting every so often to compare notes. Steve no longer cared if Rafe and Barbara were still in contact, but Elaine did. She was trying to put her marriage back together, primarily for the sake of her young. Even the whor-, I mean the lower, less respectable places. Every tavern was full. I was getting a little worried.”“You were getting very worried” laughed Mary quietly“I was, as your mother says, getting very worried” He stopped and spat into the fire and then continued “I looked up and her face will stay with me for ever. Water was running down the side of Branka and her face was in pain. But she just said ‘I’m sorry, I can’t wait. Let’s find a doorway’. I was born in a doorway, it isn’t. "Jennie a young woman in her early twenties had it bad for Mike a man closer to fifty, she was attractive and knew that she could have any man or woman for that matter with the snap of her fingers. She let her red hair grow out because Mike had asked her to do so and she wore her shirts tight just to please him and as always showed plenty of cleavage. "You know honey, you could just fuck her, it sounds to me as though she needs it."With his beer in hand Mike kind of nodded his head in. That of a key in a door. Holy shit, her parents are home! I look down at myself, still naked then at Dawn, naked as well with my drying cum still all over her. Shit shit shit this is not good!“Uh, fuck. What do I do!” I say in sleepy confusion, “where do I go?” there's my underwear, but where are the rest of my clothes? Oh no. They're still outside. Dawn’s looking around frantically, pulling new clothes out of drawers and throwing it on.“Here, get in here!” she says, bra half on half dangling.