You know that I do. I'm wild about you, and Eric too." "You wish he was here, don't you? Here in bed next to me, tugging his cock and watching you and...I play?" "Uh, yes," I stammered, her question catching me off guard. She laughed a little. "I notice things that Eric doesn't," she explained. "I wasn't sure, but I've been starting to suspect you have more than a passing interest in my husband." I searched my brain for some answer or statement to deflect this line of questioning, but I found. After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. I made my way higher and higher. She studied beauty therapy and strongly insisted that she consistently (to my pleasure) a smoothly waxed vagina, pristine even.I proceeded to reenact our encounter from the night before and take great pleasure in going down on her for several minutes. I was more than happy to keep going, however the reason I was there was to go all the way. I'd wanted it for so long. Now was the time. I stood up, quick to disrobe.Jade fell to her knees and swiftly grabbed my by. She came up spittin’ and cussin’ again. The girl walked out to shallower water with one foot in and one foot out. She tried again to get her other foot in her britches but they were wet and her foot wouldn’t go down the leg.She was still about waist deep in the water when she yelled at Tom, “Turn your back dammit so I can get dressed.”“Go ahead girl, but don’t get mad at me, I not the one that rode my horse off in the mud and nearly died.”Tom heard her splashing and walking out of the water and.