Jean saw me and waved. I went into the kitchen and opened the patio door slightly. Jean smiled at me. I slid the door open and stepped out onto the ...atio. I stood there naked for a minute letting Jean get a good look at me then with my hand motioned her to come over. She looked and said what? I said come here. Jean looked around then came through the little gate that separates our gardens. As she got closer She said what's the matter? I said nothing I thought we could go inside. Jean said. That sappy letter she wrote to him, which he cherished all those years, was simply a guilty confession. How could she possibly love him so deeply and value their marriage so greatly if she could spread her legs for a fucking asshat like Roger? How many others did she spread her legs for? Bill stared at the house across the street with its pristine lawn. Of course, Roger had nothing to do with the state of that lawn. He hired someone to cut it and fertilize it. The man never did a single hard. "She's my boss actually. I'm the Chief Financial Officer of my firm and she's the CEO." Is she?... I never would have guessed. Is she difficult to work for?" he asked."No, surprisingly she's not. Well, except for the first day I met her... the day she threatened to fire me... but other than that we've gotten along quite well. Neither of us are married and we've even dated a few times." Have you? That's very interesting," James noted.About that time the barkeep found a free moment from the. When I was right next to her pussy, I sucked hard on the tender skin between where her pussy and leg met. She squealed as I did this, making me smile."Gawd, it has been so long! I want you in me John!" Amber demanded, but I wasn't done down here yet.I licked her outer labia, and once again felt her hands on the back of my head, trying to get me to the good parts. Figuring I had teased her enough, I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, relishing the satisfied sigh that escaped her pleased.