I looked at the clock and saw that Tom would be home in less than a half-hour. When Joe left I staggered into the bathroom, showered and douched, quickly put fresh sheets on the bed, and then went downstairs to fix dinner for Tom. I hoped that he wouldn't want to make love that night because even though I had douched and gotten most of Joe's spend out of me he had stretched my p***y to the point I was sure Tom would notice.
The phone rang while we were eating dinner and Tom answered it and then handed me the phone. "It's for you. I think its Shelly.
"Hello?"
"Hi honey, its Shelly. I've got a problem that I'm hoping you can help me with. Can you come over for a couple of hours? Not you and Tom, just you."
"Hang on, I'll find out" and I turned to Tom, "Do you have anything planned for us
