Then she saw him. Sex Sitting her gently down at the foot of the bed, they resumed kissing, TJ unbuttoning his shirt as they did. Plopping down on the couch, Julianne stared blankly out the front window of her home, focusing on nothing, not even noticing the kids riding their new bikes they most likely for Christmas on the sidewalk. TJ stopped her, grabbing her wrists, just as her hands had pulled her top up over her large breasts, covering her face in the process. “Um, thanks?” Julianne replied. Julianne never told either man she was sleeping with the other. Perhaps she was calling TJ herself. She made her way to the next aisle, reminding herself to take her medication. “Oh TJ,” She whimpered, feeling him enter her, stretching her soaking wet pussy. She was surprised by his compliments; she was wearing a black tank top and khaki skirt – nothing overtly sexy. The previous night she fell asleep earlier than her usual 10pm bedtime, missing her window of opportunity. No, Alyssa?” He cocked his head to the side after naming Julianne’s youngest sisters.
