. here we are.’ ‘Here we are. And here’s my tongue.’ she said, grabbing my head and pulling me into a full French kiss. Her tongue invaded my ...outh, searching for its counterpart and playing with it. I kissed her back, still surprised. One of her hands slipped from my head and reached down to her jacket to unbutton it. ‘God it’s hot in here,’ she whispered between kisses, starting to unbutton her blouse. ‘And whose fault is that?’ She giggled and finished unbuttoning her blouse. I got a glimpse. AssHole did on the recording. Maybe he wasn't as excited as I was. It was a release, so it was enjoyable. But it wasn't good. There were tears in my eyes too."You got me soft, slut. Now get me hard again," I barked at her.I could feel her tears on my thighs, but she complied. Out of the speaker, I heard the sounds of their fucking. If I thought they were making love, I'd throw the bitch out the door and drive a stake through her heart. Like she'd done to me ... So fucking it was.When I was hard. Satisfied that he would be busy for another ten minutes she rung out the towel and wandered back.To her delight the sheet had a bulge in it and she pulled it aside to reveal his bobbing cock. With some courage, she leaned down and kissed the tip, tasting very little which put to rest a few dozen theories that had been floating around school. Leaning back up she kept hold of his cock and determined that it was about the same length as it had been when he sat on the seat outdoors. She leaned back. "Sure, why not, Dan? Lord knows it's hotter than a stripper's crotch today, and another cold beer sounds just fine." I smiled at the euphemism while my wife stared at her with something akin to disdain. I decided to play with fire."Now, now MJay, you know ladies aren't supposed to talk like that." I glanced at my old lady. She was regarding me venomously, so I looked back at the younger woman. Then we both laughed. "Whoever said I was a lady?" Mary-Jayne retorted. "Sure as hell I never did,".