(The dishwasher is the only thing I have OCD about!)
As I was finishing I heard my phone chime to say that I had a message. Sex I stood there with no panic, no shock. Contorted in fury and hate. He turned and gave Becky a sad smile, “Hello dear, I’m so sorry. I looked at the way it had been packed and decided to start it again. Are you?”
I walked over to them in the kitchen, “Of course I am. I know we can make this work.”
Emma embraced me, “Thank you Micky. I tapped the answer button and could hear Sarah’s heavy breathing. I put the key in and opened the door. Suddenly her breathing stopped, I heard what sounded like a gurgle come through the speaker on my phone, “Oh. …oooooooooo. . . …”
The sound of her orgasm sent me over the edge. S – not quite
M – Don’t tell me, jogging bottoms and sportsbra? The place was tiny and the waiting area only had 2 seats. “No awkwardness.”
After a few more minutes we went back in to the Chinese and picked up our food. I didn’t see who did all this.”
Becky’s cheeks were wet with tears but her eyes were hot with fury, “I have a pretty good idea. Becky wanted to unpack everything so sent myself and Emma out to get a celebratory meal.
