I dove in face first and couldn’t believe how good she tasted. I tried to get my tongue as far into her as I could then I would back out and flick i... across her clit. She started breathing harder and soon her hips were thrusting against my face. I squeezed her butt which was clenching and easing with each thrust. Then I slid my hands up and started pinching and rolling her nipples as I continued my ministrations. After a while of this she started grunting and pressed up hard against my face. I. She was massaging my balls with her hands while sucking my cock. After some time, I pulled her up and made sit her on the kitchen stand. We again started to kiss each other. I moved my hands on her thighs and slowly pulled her skirt up. I moved myself down and started to kiss her thighs.I rolled my tongue on her thighs and slowly kept moving towards her pussy. Her skirt was quite up now, and her panty was in front of me. Her pussy was leaking juices, and her panty was wet by now. I moved my. I had no chance to get away at that point. Her arms were around me, breasts pressing into my chest. Her tongue was licking my neck, then my chin. Soon it was swiping along my lips.I felt one of her hands moving into my crotch. She skillfully undid my pants and worked her hand into my underwear. I gasped as her fingers closed around my hardness. That gasp caused my lips to part and her tongue shot into my mouth.I was on fire. Her body was hot and soft. Her hand was smooth and firm in its grip of. He also had the reputation as a ‘ladies man’. I had my fantasies about Dale. He was, at the time, also my wife’s employee. Seeing him in my wife's office or at social events had always sent my mind off and fantasising about and picturing me or my wife as his bitch. I remember one Xmas party they had; I didn't attend but that night heard a ruckus outside our house. Looking out I saw a bunch of happy tipsy people singing Xmas carols in our driveway. Dale was standing beside my wife with his arm.