Although that too shouldn’t be surprising considering the end of year sales are on. Once home, I quickly put all the groceries away and decided to m...ke a coffee. I drink it slowly and listen to some of my favourite songs. Glancing at the clock, I am surprised to see it is later than I expected. So I go and get ready for work. I lay my uniform out on my bed and select the toy I will be using today. While in the shower I wash my hair, body and touch up my shaved areas. I get out and quickly dry. I thought about her husband Ken, blonde-haired, with a nice physique. His hair had started to recede, making him look older than his 30 years, but he was a good-looking man. I had no misgivings about having sex with him. In contrast, Dave was dark-haired, with a little bit of a gut, but also attractive (I married him, didn't I?). As long as it was a one-time thing, I had no problems with him sexing up our neighbor."Let's do it," I urged her, "But Ken will have to wear a condom." I had. After ensuring both laces were tight, Tristan looked up and sighed; she had continued walking and had drawn level with a group of youths hanging around outside a small fish and chip shop. One of the youths whistled and gestured at her. A normal person would have walked on by, ignoring them. Aesia stopped, dropped the shopping, and turned towards the speaker clenching her fists."Oh for God's sake!" Tristan started to run to her but too late she lashed out. The youth never had a chance, he was. That is, until she grabbed my throbbing cock and started rubbing it through my jeans. My cock was to the point of exploding, so I had to do something. I didn't want this to end before it even started. I picked her up and slid her jeans off of her tight body and exposed her black panties, with neon pink lace waistband. I sat her on the desk, and pulled her panties aside as I stared at her dripping pussy. It was stubbly, like she hadn't shaved in a few days, but that was fine with me. Her light.