Ever since my wife and I began dating Cecilia’s always enjoyed teasing me…most often when her sister was out of sight and hearing, but safely near...y. The most brazen thing she’d ever done was to take off her bra and press her sweater covered breasts against my back after I’d dared her. Even with that we never pursued more than a casual interest in playing, flirting and teasing. That changed after she got married again. By then her sister had become my wife. The flirting became a lot more. ?Lena here’s making me hungry.?I smiled. Sure, I could occasionally be as dim as a light bulb in a gas station bathroom, but I knew what was going on. I was the office’s token fat girl, the butt of everyone’s jokes and taunts, but I didn’t mind it. Hey, at least I was noticed for something.When everyone had left the room, I sat, alone, eating my pastry. Then I took another for the road.It was after seven and completely dark by the time I pulled into our driveway. We lived in a typical boring. .... I'm going to come.......... OOHmmmmmm......." She really mashed Marjory's face now and started coming... Her hips jerked.. "AAhhhhhhmmmmmmm........ comingggggg........." She really exploded... After her orgasm had subsided, she let go of Marjory's head, "Fuckkk.... who would of thought this about our prudish Marjory... I want more of you... Come!" With my fingers and thumb still in her holes I pulled her up her feet. "OOOhhwwwww........", she moaned. I pulled my fingers out and pushed her. Ffion then drove me back into Celle and gave me a quick farewell length of her tongue, before dropping me off at a bus stop.I then embarked on a torrid, passionate and ecstatic affair with Ffion Probert that I knew would end in disaster - and I didn't give a fuck! I was infatuated, obsessed and addicted to her, and I never gave a thought to my career, or to what was left of my marriage. At first we just met once a week; usually on an afternoon when she was either on her way to, or coming back.