After my divorce I moved in with Marcy, a good friend whom I’ve known and worked with for years.

Marcy had gone through a divorce from her husband too. She’d become my biggest supporter. When I went out on my first post-divorce date, I had high hopes of getting laid. The guy turned out to be a complete disaster, and I ended the night much sooner than I had anticipated.

When I got home the apartment was dark, with the exception of Marcy’s bedroom light. She too had anticipated a late night for me, because I heard her moaning. I should have left and come back later, but my curiosity got the best of me. I peeked into the bedroom. Marcy was on the bed, naked, on all fours. Behind her was a beautiful redhead fucking Marcy with a strap-on. I couldn’t believe it. This was the same woman I... Read More