When they broke the kiss, Chelsea looked over and caught the gaze of one of the men staring at her. She did a doubletake when she noticed it was Peter Morgan, one of her pool buddies and the first man she had s*x with without Darren sitting there watching, the only man really. That was something she needed to change. She smiled at him as she gave him a small finger wave, raking him with her gaze. She remembered how well his c**k felt in her p***y and wouldn't mind more of him f*****g her.
“Who's Mr. Stud?" Brenda asked, noticing where Chelsea was looking.
“Ooooo, now he's someone to take home," Monica said, waving at Peter herself and winking.
Chelsea laughed. “Oh, he's definitely worth getting undressed for. He shoots pool with me and Darren. We brought him home a couple of weeks ago,
