“I’m sure I would have remembered if you had worn this type of clothing on your previous visits to our temple,” I commented.“I remember you we...ring more professional and less attractive clothing. Why the difference?”Still blushing, Sarah asked if she could be completely candid with me. Nodding at her to go ahead, she began to tell us her tale.“After my husband died, I was so lonely. As time passed I grew more and more horny as well. But unfortunately, the only men that showed an interest in me. Helping me stand, you kneel before me and slide them the rest of the way off, lifting my legs to pull them away from me. I watch you, and even with my eyes trained on your face, I still let out a little gasp of surprise as I feel your tongue slide over my nether lips, the tip teasing lightly at my clit. Pushing my legs further apart, you delve deeper with your tongue, sliding it along the labia to again tease my clit with little flicks, then nips of your teeth. The gentle suction of your mouth. I’d let him touch me and kiss me and my stomach turned violently at the thought. I remembered what that night had caused, ending here and tears slid down my cheeks. ‘Yes, and must I say your lips taste so good, better than I remembered. Anyway, before I get wrapped up in you, you will meet me at different places and we will be talking and doing things normal couples in love do. Here’s the catch though: you cannot tell anyone or things won’t end well for your pretty face. I can trust you. Sunlight was streaming in the windows of Jack's living room. Through blurry eyes I looked at my watch.10:30 am.Shit. I was late for work.I looked around. Why was I here? I thought back to last night. There had been something last night ... I must have left home ... for some reason or other...I held my head in my hands. Oh my god I had a headache.Did Janice and I have a fight? I remember cooking dinner for her ... I think I remember that we talked on the sofa ... but what did we talk about?Damn..