"Tom grimaced but reached behind once again. He didn't want Jen to getangry. They made him practice taking it off and putting it on for thenext fiftee... minutes and admittedly he was getting better at it. Howeverten seconds still eluded him, his best was twelve. The damn hooks justrefused to catch on the first try for him."Tom, are you deliberately trying to go slow?" Jen asked after Tom'slatest attempt fell back to fifteen seconds."No Jen... I'm trying. I really am. The darn bra just won't. I try my best to openup and feel how the cold tool enters my virgin asshole. It starts to hurta little. Master now moves the thing in and out in a rhythm. Actually,this feels quite nice. The gun touches something inside me that sendspleasure rushes through my body. The speed is increasing and I startpushing back to have more of the tool inside of me. My clitty is all hardand slaps against the lower cabinet doors. I pant and try to get my handunder my body to reach the clitty."Leave your clitty. I am.”“Good. I thought so.”And, that was it. We’d committed ourselves to an afternoon of adultery. It happened so quick. I had no idea it would be so easy. She set the box of condoms on the table, slipped one out, playfully turning it in her fingers. She shyly bit her lip as if the condom was meant to tease me. I smiled. Somehow, her playfulness put me at ease. I was ready.“OK, Sue. Let’s clean up and put things away.”We cleared the table. Susan did the dishes while I re-wrapped the cold-cuts. Our saliva is getting exchanged, sometimes falling on our clothes. We kept on kissing. We were smooching for a lot of time. Finally she broke the kiss and asked me “How was it?” I said “Once more” and this time I put her to the side of the door and started kissing again. But this time both her hands were put up and I was holding her hands to the door and the gap between us reduced.After sometime we started undressing ourselves. Her hands were help up and I pulled her tee upwards over her head.