Then I went and switched off the fan. The light was still on. I took her in front of the cupboard which had a big size mirror. She was still completel... dressed and I was completely nude. The red with blue checked shirt was so tight for her and really showing up her frame well.I stood behind her and was hugging her tight from the back. Since the fan was also off, she started sweating. Then from behind, I untied her hair bun and let the hair free. I started to kiss the backside of her earlobes. I lowered my head again and looked directly at her pussy. Like I mentioned before, she did not shave her pussy, but did shave around it, to achieve a nice triangle of hair, which she also occasionally cut a bit, so the hairs would not be too long. The sight was honey to my eyes. Her pussy lips were a little open, because her legs were spread and I could see the moisture gathering in her love hole. I moved my finger and touched that moisture, and then put my finger in my mouth I had to taste. “Look Paul, don’t worry about the missus or anybody finding out ok?”“Ok, ok”“It’s like this Paul, I know that you saw me and Alice together in the car park a few weeks back, when she had her tits out?”“Yes, yes I did see you”“Well I’ve been fucking Alice for a few months now Paul and to be quite honest she is one hell of a fuck, now I know you know this after last night’s antics, am I right Paul?”“Your right yes, Alice is a very good fuck”“Right Paul, that’s good. The thing is that little whore. I recoil swiftly but minutely, afraid to be ‘caught’ touching her with my hand. The contact between our legs has ceased. She shifts in her chair for a moment and then sinks, settling back down. I work to steady my breathing from the surprise and assess the new situation. It was a convincing spatter of drowsy adjustment... or maybe she’s only just now become aware of the game I’ve been playing and doesn’t like it! I consider this a moment: It is possible but I find it hard to believe considering.