Amateur 18 Years

The two of them feasted on each other’s lips as I stared at Bobbi, admiring Helen’s juices coating most of her face. It leads me to entertain the possibility that this has nothing to do with Roger.”

That would have been the day after the board meeting… the evening I slept with Carla. “Gotta get my workout in before we leave for the weekend,” I said, placing my coffee on a table. “Really?”

Bobbi started to smile but overrode it with her typical bitchy frown at the last moment. “Then why isn’t she leaving me alone?”

“Because you’re hot,” I said. Her breathing had become rapid and shallow, and I could feel her shiver slightly in my arms. Tara turned to look at me, her eyes positively green with envy, and I had the feeling she was devising workouts that would border on defying the Geneva Conventions.