He noticed me too. Those eyes flashed down my body, and I might as well have been naked. I glanced down too, and I saw a twitch at his crotch. It made...me giddy and hot. The wife, another bitch, schmoozed with other wives. I heard her voice over the mulling crowd like she was queen bitch yelling for the man's company. I had no time. I extracted a card and shook his hand, transferring it. I leaned in quick, at shoulder level and whispered loud enough for him and hopefully no one else to hear,. Almost tripping down the stairs, Josh ran to the kitchen. When he walked into his kitchen, Shay Anderson was at his stove cooking. She was wearing a tight black skirt that hung above her knees, with a light blue tank top.Josh looked at her in amazement and disbelief. "What are you doing here?"Shay calmly turned around from the stove to answer him. "Cooking silly. Hope you don't mind, but I let myself in."Josh was at a loss for words at the sight of her form fitting tank top. She was clearly not. "Oh, Mon Dieu! My handsome cheri... You're magnificent... ! I love you! Don't ever leave me... promise you'll never leave me... Oh, mon Cher... it's such a beautiful cock... I must have it with me always to fill my cunt like it is right now. Oh God... Cheri, tonight I'll suck and kiss it until dawn... Oui... Oui! Ooohhhh, mon cher, do more! Do more! Hurt me! Make me your woman... your slave... Put your finger in my ass! Please... please... hurry! Oui, hurt me, my lover!" she begged like a wild. She also leaned forward and caressed his cheek. The front or her robe opened wide, exposing her breasts. Andy got a good look at them and her stupendous nipples. His erection was back, tenting up the front of his loose tennis shorts. Her eyes followed his gaze. She blushed and moved to close up her robe.Without even thinking about it, Andy reached out and gently took her wrists in his grasp, gently pulling her hands down into her lap, and also preventing her from sitting up. "Please don't Mom,".