"Who is it, Alex? Who's calling you?" Brittany asked quickly as she noticed the sudden change in my expression. Her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw how I reacted to the name on the screen. She clearly didn't like the idea of me having any other woman in my life, especially not a girlfriend.
I kept staring at the phone screen for a long moment. The name displayed there was someone even Brittany knew from our train ride to the beach house.
It was Heather.
The same thick, motherly woman I had fucked so filthily on that train. I still remembered every inch of her soft, mature body, how she moaned while I used her, and how her own son listend to everything over the phone.
Just seeing her name made my cock twitch hard inside my pants.
This was the first time she had called me since that day. We had exchanged numbers on the train because I hadn't had enough time to cum in her ass.
