We drove to my place and when we got out, I opened up my blouse a bit more and let him see my lacey white bra and nice cleavage. He placed his hand on...my exposed skin and a chill ran down my body as we walked into the house. As we entered the living room there was Joe seated in the lounge chair and when Conner saw he dropped his hand and looked at me, "Who the fuck is he?" he asked me. Looking at Joe, "He's just my fuckin' husband" I replied, "Don't worry about him" I added as I led Conner past. I broke the kiss momentarily as I feverishly undid my top. One hand caressed my clit while the other came up to grab hold of my breast. He slid one bra strap out of the way and popped my tit out of its cup. He expertly mouthed my nipple with the right combination of sucking and caressing with the tongue, a feat he knows drives me wild. It was at this precise moment that he took advantage of my burgeoning desire and moved from soft touches to slipping a finger in my soaking cunt. I bit my lip to. Her pussy was utterly devoid of hair, plump mons plunging between the strips of porcelain thigh above the hold-ups. I brought the lace panties to my nostrils and inhaled deeply, heavenly scent washing through me. Fuck, she smelled better than I'd ever imagined, the crotch sticky with her juices.Depositing the knickers on her midriff, a drifted my fingertips over her impossibly smooth pudenda between legs that she parted dutifully. I rubbed her slit, smearing wetness onto my fingers and grazing. She told me all about her difficulties, especially as the bathrooms and bedrooms were upstairs. As she was so petite and in such need I offered to spend my summer staying in the spare room and looking after her. She agreed but insisted I got paid for my work, and so I spent all summer working in the garden, driving Kate around and assisting her into bed or to the bathroom. After about one week she asked me while I was washing up after tea: ‘Will, I have spent over a week having sponge baths,.