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Chapter 8

The trip back home took about forever. I decided to forgoe the rest of the items that had been on my list not just because I had lost the list but because I simply could not focus on it any longer. I was even seriously considering taking a sicky tomorrow, I knew I would not be able to just snap back into it at least not until Saturday and maybe not even then.

So I was in something of a daze when I hailed a cab to take me home. That unexpected kiss from Brett brought about all sorts of reactions and memories. The lst for hm was still strong and foremost in my mind. Had he been here in the cab with me I'd have jumped his bones the cab driver's presence not withstanding. I recalled the last time I had been in the state of such lust and it was only some five years back when I had been home at my mums for the holidays.

She had been baking a her delicious apple and cinnamon pie and insistent I run a tray over to the Wilsons. I had of course steadfastly refused to no avail and found myself hurrying over to get the deed done. I pressed  the door bell several times and then even left my palm pressed down on it but there appeared to be no one in. I had been about to leave when I noticed that the door was open so with a change of plan to just drop the damn pie in their kitchen and run back I flung the door wide and made my way to the kitchen. Poping the pie where it would be seen i did an about turn and was half way to the door when I heard a moan errupting from the living room.

My automatic instinct had been to investigate and attend to whomever it was in pain. The fact that I was in Brtts house even flew out of my mind.

It was the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin that made me realise to late what was happening behind the living room doors, I had already pushed it open and the sight that met my eyes had my panties as soaking wet as the two very naked bodies slicked with sweat fucked right before me.

Watching them at it like two rabbits in heat made me want to toss off my shorts and tee and leap into an orgy with Brett and yes even his plaything. He had been suckling at her massive tits while ramming his rod into her pussy  with enough force to shake the sofa that they were both on. I must have made some sound or something  for Brett had abruptly released the nipple in his mouth and turned sharply to look at me. Our gazes locked, mine in startled shock and his in heated lust and he continued to jerk and trust against the fuck beneath him before a final jerky thrust had him closing his eyes in fullfillment. I had gone before he opened them again.