.. just pick up where I left off."She reached for my limp dick. "Then let me help." What! Why the hell are you home, wasn't there a football game toni...ht?" I said as she gripped the soft lace panties and began stroking."I guess you were too busy to notice that it's raining," she said, watching my manhood re-animate. "This is quite an impressive package you've got here, bro."I knew what we were doing was way wrong, but the feel of her hand and her panties on my re-formed erection felt awfully. Leaning forward she took a deep breath, inhaling into her lungs the lingering scent, the smell of him, the essence of the man that now lay still and cold behind the naked woman. ‘I’m leaving you……’ Closing the closet she walked over to the bed. Their bed. The bed where they had lain, first as young passionate lovers, newly married, then as busy parents grabbing sex between caring for the children and building his career, and finally as almost strangers, laying next to each other in a barren. " she grunted, stopping her motion for a moment. "It's only a finger baby. Promise." I whispered, wriggling my finger just past the tightly clenched ring of muscle before I resumed fucking her cunt. She couldn't resist that, and resumed her pelvis thrusts as my dick found her spot. When I started pushing the finger further in she pulled my head down and whispered in my ear. "Easy lover. Just go easy back there. I want it. I really do."I complied with her wishes, letting her muscles relax to. "Oh but you don't understand Michele," he sneered, "its more fun to take what I want!"Steve pulled me roughly to him and locked his lips on mine. At the same time his hand went to my skirt and yanked it up around my waist. He twisted his hands in the nylon of my slip and yanked it down around my knees and ground his body against mine. I felt his hard member pushing against me though the rough denim of his jeans.Then Steve pushed me away to arm's length."Drop the skirt bitch'" he hissed."What?".