"But about this…"

Suddenly, Susan covered her lovely face with both hands, and burst into sobs. Marcy cried out, and scooted across the couch toward the sobbing woman. She pulled Susan against her body, holding her, feeling the sobs rack her lovely body. She patted and caressed a bare arm, resting her cheek on the top of Susan's shimmering blonde hair. She felt Susan's face resting on her tit, felt the tears soaking through her lightweight sweater. She tried to comfort the crying girl, but Marcy was at a loss of what to say, what to do. She found it strange trying to comfort her ex-husband's wife, yet she didn't know what else to do.

"I'm sorry," Susan sniffed. "I couldn't help it. But, Marcy, I'm so unhappy with him now. It was wonderful at first, but now he wants nothing to do with me. He wants to fuck all those young girls!"

Marcy didn't understand that. Susan was so young herself, looking like the type of girl Brad wanted. None of it made sense, but it wasn't any of her business. The only thing she wanted with her ex-husband was to share their son, Jerry. She wanted Jerry to visit his father as often as possible, but even that was stopping. Jerry was supposed to visit his father every weekend, but Brad was busy so much on the weekends lately. Marcy knew it was because of his interest in high school girls.

"He loved it when I sucked him off!" Susan was sobbing again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," Marcy said.

"When we were first married, he wanted me to suck him off all the time. I didn't mind, not at all. I loved to suck his cock. I've always loved to suck cock. But after a while, Brad didn't even want that. At least not from me. I guess he's getting his blow-jobs from cheerleaders and other tight-assed little girls."

Marcy felt her face burn as she listened, running her hand up and down Susan's bare, warm arm. The flutter of her thrill was still there, still exciting in her stomach. To her embarrassment, she found her pussy was wet, her clit knotting. It had been so long since she felt that, she was startled as well as embarrassed. She had never heard a girl talk so bluntly. Yet hearing Susan say those words was doing strange things to her, making her cunt wet and her tits harden.