I paused and let my words sink in. Jeanne had her arms wrapped around herself in that peculiar way she did when she was distressed. Steve was trying to sink into the chair in which he sat. I went on. ‘You hurt me beyond any comprehension. You made me do something I thought myself incapable of until just a few days ago, you made me despise the two people I cared most about in the world.’ I turned to Steve. ‘You and I have been like brothers as you put it for over twenty-five years. We went to junior high, high school and college together. No one celebrated your success more than I when you went to the majors. And when you had to leave I wept right alongside of you.’ And as repayment, you fucked my wife, purportedly had a child by her and left me in the dark about the whole thing. You destroyed your own marriage because you were headstrong and spoiled and tried your dammedest to do the same to mine.’ With that he looked up sharply. ‘Where did you hear that?’ he hissed. I nodded to. Fine fingers displayed across the window, long and tapering, slim like the body belonging to them. Wearing a thin tank top that fit to her body like a glove, the soft, supple curves of her breasts outlined nicely, and it left her stomach partially bare to reveal a hard set of abs. She had thin, muscular arms and a lightly curved pair of very feminine shoulders with an hourglass figure. Fit and sleek, she was, with long, killer legs and a firm rear highlighted in the spandex wrapped around her flesh as if they were worn to further get the point across. Starring up at her she winked, motioning her fingers inviting me in. I stood there frozen debating the gesture. She slid her hand over the contours of every inch of her being enticing the command even more. The sudden rush of blood loss from my brain through my veins felt like a bullet shot from a gun and headed south to pump command to the intent. My subtle wink to her as my tongue licked my lips caused her to plant herself firmer.
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