My Pregnant Neighbor Part 2
On Sunday morning I was sitting at my picnic table in a T-shirt and loose fitting shorts having coffee and reading the paper. Glancing at the paper would probably be more accurate, as my thoughts were more on my previous days tryst with Shelly than on the news articles; my emotions were running the gamut from guilt to a twinge of hope for additional sexual contact. I couldn’t figure out what could have possibly prompted her to come on to me and suck my dick, I certainly hadn’t initiated it. I was certain it must have something to do with Mike, but what could it be. They seemed to be happy together; after all, purchasing a new home is not something that couples do if they are having marital problems. I wished I knew what …