How did you get my number?”Expecting the worst from our date, I had deliberately not provided her with my home number.“I have my ways. I’ve got ...riends in HR.”What she’d just admitted to was probably a sackable offence but I let it go.“What can I do for you.”“I’ve got a problem with my waste pipe. If you come round and pay it some attention, I’ll cook you dinner.”“Um, Claire, I don’t know anything about waste pipes. I think you’d better call in a professional plumber.”Yes, I know I’m not the. She then turned over to sunbath. Disappointed I turned to Jean who was reading a book. I asked her to put sun cream on for me. She put down her book and started to cream my front.When she got to my cock she stopped. I told her that my cock needed sun cream, but she was reluctant to touch it in public. With a bit of persuasion she started to cream my cock, which quickly got hard. I didn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable lying down with an erection being creamed by my wife. Even with people. We were dating about four months when Mario insisted I bring her to his parents place were he lived. His parents worked the night shift at a local hospital so we would have the house to ourselves. She was a bit apprehensive but agreed to come. When we were in Mario's room for a while he insisted I make out with her. We started to and she soon got into it. Our make out session got so hot she fumbled for my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down setting my now engorged cock free. She grabbed. I did i pulled up her dress to be met with a big hairy black bush . i then stepped back as her dress dropped back down we both had a big smile and she told me it was no fair .She told me because she showed me she wanted to see what i had i was a bit shy at this point but she just stepped closer to me and grabbed at my belt. She undid my belt and my button and pulled down my jeans . i was standing there in my boxers which were having a hard time holding my now hard cock at bay.She pulled at my.