Now night, John pulled into his driveway, and he immediately felt sick. Dario’s Mercedes was parked on the drive, next to Catharine’s car. Why was...he here, at our house? Was this a celebration? It didn’t feel right. Catherine couldn’t stand Dario, so why would she invite him here?The door was unlocked, and while the downstairs lights were on, everything looked normal. There was a leather jacket on the table, presumably Dario’s, though John didn’t recognise it. No glasses, no drinks, no sign of. .”It was fun to watch him stutter and stammer a bit. He always came across so confident and self-assured ... But not now.“I guess I’ve thought about this for a while ... about ... you know ... being with you,” he said.I slowly ran my hands through his sparse chest hair. “For how long?”“The past sixteen years.”I giggled. “Really, that long?”“No, maybe the last three or four ... since you got these...”His hands cupped my large breasts and I let out a little involuntary moan.We took a few moments. More

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