"Well, hi," she responded, "whoever you are." And they parted, but not before she said, "I'm Cindy," and he said, almost simultaneously, "I'm Hal."And...next day, during lunch with his friends—all male, of course—Hal said to Jim, already a close friend, though they had first met in the English lit class they both shared, "See that girl over there, I am going to marry her!!"Not quite one year later, what he predicted would occur, did occur. Actually, they were never sure if he asked her to marry. I know he’s just about creaming his jeans watching my tits, she thought, lifting a carrot to her lips and biting it off viciously as she shared eyes with him. Her husband cut off a bite of pork chop, dipped the salsa on, chewed slowly as he deliberately stared at her nipples. He knew she enjoyed showing herself off, and he didn’t mind at all. She had been so reserved and “straight” during most of their married life, except in bed at night when she always wanted more than he did. But now. Then I lifted her right leg, positioned my clock on her pleasure hole, and gave a thrust. We both took sharp breaths, and then moans of pleasure came out of our mouths. I started fucking her. We both were looking in to each other’s eyes. This thing aroused us both more and more. And within minutes, we both found fucking each other hard and passionately. We both were still looking at each other’s eyes. I said her, aunty you are too hot, I just love to fuck u. She replied, then fuck me hard, tear. Thank God I hadn't followed through on it. Mary left to do her thing and Jill came over to me and hugged as best she could while I sat in the chair."I'm proud of you, Jack." For what?" For not giving her a hard time." Boy. You too?" What's that supposed to mean?" I can see Mary making a big deal of it, but why you?" Oh, come on, Jack. I've seen you tease that poor girl a few times. You put her through hell when you were talking about her dental work and the banana. And she still talks about.