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A summer of wild debauchery begins...

Of course, I agreed.

There were two unopened bottles of wine on the table and Jen insisted we take them.

I followed Missy outside, managing to pay attention to where I was going almost as much as I watched her wide ass sway in that tight dress.

Outside, Missy took my arm and I escorted her the half-block to the garage where we'd both parked. Her car was on the second level, mine on the third.

When we reached her car, Missy unlocked it and turned to me.

"I'm ready to have that talk, if you are willing to stop lying to me," she said.

I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded.

"Good, how about now? My apartment isn't far from here."

I agreed, and she gave me directions before slipping into her car and driving off. I walked up to the next level and followed her driving directions.

But could I follow her other commands? We were about to find out.

* * * * *

Missy was waiting just inside the lobby of her building, a two-story former factory on the edge of downtown that had been converted to apartments. She let me in and we made our way up to her second-floor unit. Again, I tried not to concentrate on her ass, now inches from my face, as we climbed the stairs.

Once inside her loft, she stopped and turned to me.

"Let me get into something more comfortable and I'll meet you in the living room," she said. "Why don't you open this wine? There's an opener in the drawer left of the fridge and glasses are in the cabinet above. Also, will you unzip me?

She turned around and lifted her hair away from her neck. My hand shook a little as I grabbed the zipper and pulled it down, revealing the back of a black lace bra.

I opened the wine, poured two glasses, and sat on the couch. All the while, the questions that had been running through my mind most of the night continued to spin through my mind.

How did she know. How much did she know? What did she want? Was this blackmail, against me or Jim? How was I going to get out of this?

As I stewed, I didn't the bedroom door open and Missy's bare feet pad across the wood floor. I jumped a little as she came up beside me.

"Don't worry, Will, I don't bite," she said with a smile. "Well, not hard."

She'd slipped on a short while terry cloth robe that barely came to her mid-thigh. She took one of the glasses and tucked herself onto the other end of the couch.

"Listen, I don't want you to worry," she said. "Your secret is safe with me. I like you. I just want you to be honest with me."


"So instead of telling me how long you've been sucking my bosses' dick, why don't you tell me how you got started?"

So I did. I started to tell her about the night in the hot tub, but she stopped me.

"So you saw Jen naked? Ohmygod, does she look as good as naked as I imagine?"

I nodded.

"Hey, pal, don't look at me like that," Missy said. "You aren't the only one that plays for both teams."

I must have had a funny look on my face, because Missy started to giggle, which got me started. Soon we were both laughing like we'd just heard the funniest thing in the entire world.

As Missy steered the conversation back to my cocksucking, I suddenly felt more relaxed than I had in ages. Something told me to trust her, to tell her everything and not hold back.

So I did. About my college roommate. About telling Jim and him asking me to blow him. About how Jen didn't know and how we found ways to be alone.

"So, you do suck his dick in his office!" she said. "I knew it!"

Missy was squirming a little as she sat, causing the hem of her robe to ride up on her smooth thigh. When she leaned over to refill her wine glass, I got a peek at her tits, hanging free underneath. My dick twitched at the sight.

"I wonder what Jen would say if she found out?" Missy asked.

"I don't think she has much room to talk," I replied.

"What do you mean? Is she having an affair?"

"Sort of."

Missy cocked her head and gave me a quizzical look.

"Tell me."

I took a deep breath. In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought.

"I service her, too."

Missy's jaw fell open.

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