Getting over my fetish

“Ok, no problem” Roberta said rubbing her hands together.

“And rule three. I know you don’t like him but would you at least be nice to him. Save all that hatred for in here please.”

“Fine I’ll be on my best behavior. I promises, but he won’t like me in here I guarantee it.” Robert said shaking Dawn’s hand to seal the deal.

When I got off from work I stopped off at the gas station to pick up a six pack of beer. When I got home I completely forgot Roberta was there. “Hi honey, I’m home.”

“Hi dear how was work today.” Roberta said as she was standing up.

“Oh sorry, where is Dawn?”

“She is upstairs cleaning your guy’s room.” Roberta said smiling that gave me a shiver up my spine. “Can I have one of your beers Jack, please?”

“Oh yeah I guess. Here you go.” Something just was not right I thought to myself.

“Thanks now get on up there and give your lady a kiss.” Roberta said playfully pushing me to the stairs.

You want to talk about confused. What the hell happen when I was a work? I get up the stairs and walked up to the bedroom. Dawn was bent over putting clothes in the drawer. “Oh yeah baby is that ass for me.” I bent over and kissed her ass check.