I was in Barbados on a business trip. I know; tough job. As they say, somebody's gotta do them. I was often able to bring my wife along, but that was ...ne trip she didn't make. During that era of our marriage she was doing some work either as a personal fitness trainer or as a tennis coach for individual, mostly wealthy clients. I'm pretty sure she was also doing some serious shagging of either her clients or, in particular, one other guy she worked with. But I could never prove that. It's just. Ashley was in a few of my classes and so was her boyfriend. But in the classes he wasn’t in, were the ones in which she started to sit near me.Every once in a while she’d glance over at me with a flirtatious look in her eyes. I wanted to make a move but I didn’t want her to suspect me. If she found out that I had listened in on her conversation it would fuck up everything.Plus, if anyone found out I put the moves on Ashley, Zach would know. In high school, word spreads in a heart beat.One day I. So involved had she been in educating the young man, Angela had momentarily forgot the reason she was here. She was absolutely certain that Jeremy wasn’t what his father feared most, but would he accept that simply on the basis of her discussions with the young man? And he was indeed now a young man in her eyes, and not the boy she initially took him to be.“I’m not sure what I’m going to tell him,” she admitted.“You could just tell him that we did it,” Jeremy suggested.That thought had occurred. While looking Rose in the eye, Lucas grabbed her ass and stopped her movement. Putting a hand on her face, he smiled.“That sounds so right ... We don’t have to hurry, we have all the time in the world.”He then began to move slowly, watching each of Rose’s expressions every time he stuck his cock in her pussy. As he moved, he began to touch some parts of her body, such as her butt, belly, thighs, breasts ... Although her breasts could not be considered large, they were good enough to be held by.