Without saying anything, she opened her legs and gave me a good view of her pussy still wet; I got the condom in my pants and placed it on my cock. Sh... watched it curiously. I held her legs apart, and placed the tip of my condom-clad cock on her vagina slit. I pushed my dick slowly in her cunt. Her cunt seemed tight even after so much of finger ducking and tongue fucking… I pushed my cock harder this time and it slid in her cunt.Prema screamed,”aaaaaiiiiiii….uuuuuiiiiii maaaaaaa…… you are too. The kiss was always on the lips and seemed to be a peck more than a kiss.One time he was over at our house having a meal when he offered to wash the dishes. Becky said she would wash and he would dry. I left them in the kitchen for a few minutes and when I came back he was standing behind Becky with his hands on her waist talking to her as she washed the dishes. I could have sworn as I walked in that his hands moved down to her waist as I made my way into the kitchen but I could never be sure.. I took this as a signal to put my plan into action. I lifted the arm rest between my wife and I and wispered for her to scoot down in her seat. I then attempted to lift her skirt to expose her pussy but she quicky grabbed the skirt to hold it down. In a wisper I asked her if she wanted the fantasy to come true or not and after about a minute of thinking she released the skirt and I slid it up past her hips exposing her pussy. I then applied gentle pressure to the inside of her thighs spreading. I had to get your attention. It worked ... didn’t it?”“That will never happen again,” she said stridently. “Do not touch me again. Do we understand each other?”“I understand you,” he said. “I don’t think you understand me, but that’s not really important.”“Why do you say that?” she asked, still spoiling for a fight. “What don’t I understand about you?”“Look,” he said. “We’re getting along okay. Let’s just leave it at that. We’ve got work to do inside, and while I don’t mind having this.