He was a married man…yet every fiber in his body, no, his soul, yearned for just one touch of her. One touch, that was all he needed. Surely that wo...ld sate the primal desire surging in his loins? He dared to look again, searching out her eyes. His brow furrowed. Could he be wrong? Perhaps he only imagined the passion. Did she truly feel the same for him? As their eyes again connected, he felt the jolt of passionate electricity between them, saw the desire in her eyes, the slight parting of her. After a bit, I knew I couldn't hold onto it for much longer and told her I was getting ready to cum. She took her lips from round my cock and said she wanted it across her tits, then added that her husband liked to see another mans cum on her tits, but that it did nothing for her at all, which put me off a bit if the truth be told. All this time though she carried on pulling at my cock and squeezing my ball bag with her other hand. I held off for a bit longer then let the lot go and she. "Dad, she's quantifying 'tiny'." Tim, Vicki knows what 'quantifying' means..." You two stop it!" Tim laughed."It's a good thing you're in the back seat, Vicki," I said, "Or I'd have to do punishment hugs."So yes, started off happy.We'd only recently moved into the apartment ourselves. Tim's big printer and other engineering tools didn't make the cut. The printer became a backup in 3Sigma's arsenal. All that meant that the second bedroom could actually LOOK like a bedroom, and we furnished it. .." "I go to the middle school." I smiled at his embarrassment. "I'm onlyin the eighth grade." "Oh wow, um..." He sort of looked away, probably feeling pretty dumb, Ithought. "That's okay." I stopped giggling and just smiled. "You really thoughtI was in college?" "Well, yeah...I mean the way you look, sure." He nodded seriously. "Ithought you were 18 or 19 maybe." That sort of warmed me up all over. I guess I always knew that I'mattractive, without being all stuck on myself or.