I again turned her around and kept on smooching her and kept my hands on her pussy from over her jeans, she did not resist. While smooching and kissin... her I managed to open her jeans button. She caught my hands and said not to go further, but I said her I can t control myself and I had wanted to make love to her before marriage but I controlled myself. She also melted and started kissing me wild. I wanted to give her a love bite on her but she said no as her husband would come to know. I. I’m not sure she knew the effect she was having on me. I found out when we finished reading. She grinned. “Your spear was prodding the back of my head, Eric.” She giggled.“I was just appreciating your presence.” She twisted around to face me very close to my crotch and rubbed me gently. We kissed some more now that we were finished with the reading.The hand that Melody couldn’t see went to her breast and touched it gently but firmly. She moaned into my mouth when I did that. We ended the kiss. Instead, I told him the truth. It was weird, but it was a rush too.The awkwardness was gone between us. Additionally, so were his inhibitions. Being sucked off by me, it seems, was equally desirable to having sex with his wife. She would do it for him, but he figured out that she did not really like to do it. So it was rather mechanical. However, I actually enjoyed it. As it turns out, he not only liked my blowjobs, but he liked the control that he had.He respected my limits, of course. He was,. Carson replied, "That sounds good. We should be home around that time also." Damn I thought to myself.Jane came down the stairs. She was a knockout. Now you need to know that we are talking the late '50s. My time is right out of "Happy Days." We even had a "Fonzie." Black leather jacket, motorcycle boots and all. I have seen her dressed like this before but now she just glowed. I was in love. She seamed to float down the stairs. White blouse, pink poodle skirt with crinoline petticoats, white.