I was just a nurse. I was living in a small one bedroom apartment, and Stan had to share the bedroom with me, but we had separate beds. After putting ...own all the stuff including my handbag on a small table in the living room, I went to our bedroom. Stan was sleeping in his bed, and like most of the time… he again had kicked off the blanket from the bed. He was wearing a t-shirt and underwear only. I had recently bought him new pajamas to wear in bed, but I guess he never felt comfortable in. I only had time for a sandwich and a soda.By 7:30, I got into the tub and took a nice warm bath with some scented oils. The day at college had been a bit rough, plus the heat did not help at all. I didn’t want to meet a client smelling disgusting. After I was done, I decided not to use a lot of make and to keep things a little more simple. I never did usually use a lot of make-up, but tonight I decided that I didn’t need to go all out to impress the client either.After make-up and hair, I. I moaned and had to move my arms to get a better hold of the roof. I was getting more and more slippery as he kissed just above my hair line and fitted another finger inside me. I was trying not to draw more attention to myself from passersby than I already was. The noisy city muffled my moans as found my clit with his tongue. My legs started shaking as his tongue moved in circles and now three fingers went in and out of my pussy. I let loose a torrent of juices as I came. I grabbed his head. I’m tempted to kneel behind you and fuck you as you blow him, but I resist, to allow you to concentrate. I watch your red lips smearing lipstick on his shaft as you bob up and down, your nails dragging on his balls, willing him to cum in your mouth. But you don’t let him. Just as it seems he’s about to cum in your mouth, you stop, and looking over your shoulder at me, you mount him, taking his rock-hard length into your wet, willing cunt. I’m jealous and proud of you at the same time, watching.