Tell me what you want.”“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said, starting to turn red. How could he know this? He saw me that day. A ...ental image came into my head of me standing there all pathetic and with little doe eyes while he watched me. He moved his finger inside my pussy again. Slowly he pressed down into me and then very, very slowly he pulled it back out. I was dripping wet. I wanted him to fuck me. I would do anything he wanted.“Now…” He whispered, “I can stop or you can. But I’ve wanted to be in your arms like this since we first met.”“Really?”“Oh, yeah. I mean, physically I’ve definitely had the hots for you, but the more I got to know you the more I liked everything about you.”“Wow. I’ve had the same feelings about you, but I would never cheat on Amber so I couldn’t give in to those impulses. That’s not a concern now, is it?”“No. Was that too soon, though, because I couldn’t control myself now that it seems the barrier keeping me from you is about to be. She was wearing black stocking with matching lace bra and thong, the garter to match. I couldn't believe it. Ive never see her wear that for me, and she is trying to play it off like she wears it all the time. She walks over to me saying good morning and giving me a kiss on the lips. I kissed her back not thinking about how many cocks she has probably sucked this last week until the kiss was over. I don't understand how she can be so...normal. If I didn't look at her phone I would have no idea. He has a good way with words, he stirred up my juices and my carnal cravings for him and his sensational cock.I told Brad to give me an hour before knocking on my door. Thoroughly hot, sticky, and sweaty after my slutty afternoon with Matt, I stepped into the shower again, washing off the shaving cream and cum from my crotch and ass, and giving myself a douche to flush out the semen and shaving cream still inside my pussy. My hair was a tangled mess, so I had to take care of that with my.