", was my whispered reply. It was getting chilly out, the sun having set, so we decided to go back to my apartment for some decaf coffee and a night...ap. It was a nice drive, back to my place, and he held my hand as he drove. We got to my apartment, and he took the keys out of my hand, and unlocked the door to my home. I entered, and he followed me, and as the door closed, he took me in his arms, and once again kissed me. My arms wound their way around his neck, for my knees were weak. ‘How long have you known about her … affair?’ ‘Don’t you mean affairs?’ Steve looked at his father in surprise. Roger face betrayed his shock. ‘There was more than one?’ ‘Sorry dad … I thought you knew. She had two that I ran into. That creepy tennis coach … shit … what a cliché!’ The other guy was someone she knew at work. I don’t know much about him but she wasn’t very discreet and I guess you were just in the process of leaving when she decided she didn’t need to be subtle any more. I think. "Yes, well, I'm afraid I will need to turn up pretty early, as well," he assured her, watching as she encouraged her husband toward his bed.They had put his luggage in the small bedroom next to their own, the other bedroom being under alteration. James unpacked, stripped off his tie and shirt, and examined his diary for tomorrow, thinking he would give them a little time to settle down with their preparation for bed. He found his shaving kit and strolled down the hall for the bathroom,. I did not spare her. Judging by the amount of shuddering and cries of pleasure my lashings caused, she enjoyed every moment. From time to time, I felt her and she was nice and wet. Once the strokes from my belt had made he backside a nice rosy pink, I decided it was time to remove those kegel balls. Slowly, oh, so slowly! More cries as I partly removed them and then pushed them back in again.Finally they came out and I inserted two fingers for a vigorous finger fucking. She was tight. She took.