Her long red hair was tied into a ponytail and she was wearing a green tank top and jean shorts. As she added bubbles to the bath she then told me to ...et out of my sweaty dirty clothes and get in the tub.As I got in, she threw my clothes in the hamper. She then grabbed the soap and a washcloth and started cleaning me off. The second her hands touched my body my cock got hard. I tried to make it go limp by thinking of the ugly girls in my class. It didn’t work.She was making small talk as she. He pushed the button and waited for the elevator and stepped in pushing his dolly in. He didn’t enter the freight elevator and got on the regular elevator. It would be stopping on all the floors he assumed. It reached the main level and the door opened and a woman was yelling to hold the door. “Hold that door!” Michael hit the button for the door not to close and the most beautiful woman walked into the elevator. She was young, pretty and wearing a lovely outfit. She was wearing a short tight. I debated on going to get my usual glass of water but in the end I could not help myself and had to go. I entered the kitchen but this time he wasnt there. I felt a moment of actual sadness but reminded myself I was a married woman. I turned to leave with my glass of water and there he was, standing there in the dim light of the salt lamp with the same briefs on. We said nothing as I placed the water down on the counter. Steve stepped closer, taking my hand and placing it on the front of his. Sucking and nibbling on the lips. I would be moaning at this point, my pussy getting wetter with each passing moment. He knew how to tease me, he knew to avoid giving me what I wanted so I would beg. I tried to hold out; I didn’t moan as loud as I really felt I wanted to, I had to be resistant to him or he would have all the control. All of a sudden I felt his tongue slipping more and more closely to my clit. I couldn’t take it anymore and I screamed, “eat my fucking pussy now and don’t make me.