Of course I said yes. We got into the car and he drove us to a street with just a few houses. He scooted over to my side (his car was an older one and...had bench seats instead of bucket seats those are so much better for a date. I wish we still had them.), put his arms around me and we kissed again and again and again. His hand started roaming over my body until it came to rest over my right breast. He began rubbing it and I moaned softly and pressed into him so he would know that I wanted him. . I forgot all about Keri's exhibitionism. If I had truly been played?My real mother ... the other world mother ... used to chide her husband for allowing my sister to wrap him around her little finger ... are the trips doing that to me?YES!Well, shit!I object!The solution is to let Keri have her way ... her mother is actively promoting her behavior ... Keri is going to practice her girlhood.I guess the trips are getting my attention.The battleship? steamed on without us. I knew she would. ”“Of course I do. But I got a huge raise and the work is easy, and I, well, I like sucking him off.”“But what about me? I’m your husband.”“And I love you and I don’t love him.”“So how did your pussy get filled with cum?”“Well, tonight I stayed late to finish a project. He came out of his office about six; we were the only ones left in the place. He stood behind me and began rubbing my back. You know how much I love that. So, I was trying to work and he was rubbing my back and my neck and then. One finger kind of got hung up as it encountered a matted piece of hair. I felt around with my fingers and yes, a small clump of my hair was kind of stuck together. I remembered it being so hot last night that I'd taken off my pajamas and just slept under the one sheet. I guess even my head must have been sweating a bit in the night and then I must have laid on it or something. I sat up further and something on my top sheet made my eyes look down at it. There was a darker circular area on the.