I looked in the window and saw that I was looking into Allison's laundry room. Sitting on the dryer was Herb Scott and standing between his legs, bent at the waist and sucking Herb's c**k was Allison's cousin Betty. Allison had been right. Betty was my kind of girl - another round heeled slut!
"Who are you showing me, Betty or Herb?"
"Herb of course. I don't even know who the slut is."
"And the reason you wanted me to see this?"
"I intend to get even with the asshole."
That means it won't be a zipless f**k Marge. It is only zipless if you don't know who the other party is and now I know who you are."
"Don't give me any bullshit Bob. You wanted to know how to get into these pantaloons and I'm ready to show you. Yes or no?"
"Yes, but why me?"
"Because Herb f****d both of your wives.
