I thought very hard, feeling she could be fishing for info for her mother. She could see my hesitation and let me know this conversation was only betw...en us! I felt better about that, and let her know I have had sex with a couple women lately but run into the same issues as she has. She laughed and said both of us just wanted fuck buddies. I laughed and said that would be perfect for me. Then she said WE should be fuck buddies. I was taken back, and laughed at what she said, thinking she was. My wife Lynn, the high and mighty Mistress Lynn of my house, was a controlling bitch who showed her true colors three months after we got married and since then, in the ensuing three years, my life has gone from bad to worse. Jack has just made my life much easier.Lynn looked up and said, "What?" I'm going to buy Jack a condo and perhaps even an expensive car. He is the best friend that I can hope to have." I said as I flopped on the single seat beside her."Why, what happened?" She asked"Okay,. But you pushed on my chest with both hands keeping me in place. Just before the last inch , slid out, you slowly sat down again, this time letting me in a little deeper. This occurred again and again, until I was buried all the way in your tight clasping pussy. I could feel the tight walls around my cock, gently squeezing and relaxing. I sat up and hugged you to my chest as I felt your pussy massaging my cock. I felt your hard little nipples pressing against my chest as I rolled you over. .. well, I get off work at six. Would you like to come to my place? It's not far. I cycle home, but if I give you my address you could meet me there at say six fifteen." She wrote her address on a piece of paper and I put it in the book. We went downstairs and she served me as if nothing had just happened between us. I paid for the book and left. I wasn't sure if I was going to turn up at her place or not. She didn't turn me on at all, and if I really needed some pussy, I could go home straight.