Chapter 18: Play Date

Trevor was persistent in his attention to Chelsea all day Friday. Her phone constantly dinged with text messages from him, sometimes asking questions, other times describing what he would love to do to her in vivid detail. She had to admit, his words made her pussy drip and her breathing catch. Never before had she been so caught up in what was said to her before through text, even when Darren attempted to be sexy, promising erotic things when he got home from work. By the time they opened the door and the Newbury's walked through, she couldn't keep her panties dry no matter how many times she recited the ABCs in her mind. She was ready to pounce Trevor, forgetting about everything else, even Darren.

Monica carried her smile like most women carry a casserole dish, offering it to her hosts as soon as she walked through the door, Trevor right behind her. She immediately went to Darren, giving him a hug, mashing her large tits against his chest as she squeezed his back, kissing him on the