”From outside he starte caressing my pussy and as he touched his clit I moaned.“Aaawww…..Shaadii….Awwww….Shuda.”Now, he began to kiss me a...d this time I kissed back. He entered his tongue in my mouth and started playing. In same instant, he pulled my panty down and entered his middle finger in my honeypot and caressed clit with thumb. I moaned softly in his mouth.Next actions occurred quite rapidly. He pulled down his pants till hips and opened his jacket. He folded his seat and laid me down. She was smart, cute, funny, quick witted, and, when she smiled (a smile that she favored me with frequently), both her face illuminated, and the surrounding environment became so much brighter.We had taken a few more field trips together, including introducing her to the metropolitan park system. For some reason, she had not made them part of her summers, and, when I took her on my own picnic to one, at Sussex Lake, well, you would have thought I had shown her the walkway to paradise.After we. I threw my longblonde hair back to one side and looked him in the eyes. He grabbed meby my neck and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. He smelled sogood, he tasted so good. His kiss was so sweet, tender.. Yet sopowerful. He... oh...what is my wife going to think. I liked kissing thisman. Maybe it was not having sex for so long, but something had meright then wanting him. I pulled back shocked at myself for theseerotic thoughts. He quickly reminded me that he would not put up withme. " I wasn't flirting, Mrs. Dicks," I answered. Gretchen is a big stickler on last names. I pitied the poor man married to this harridan. "I'm gay, remember. And married. So, if you wouldn't mind, its Mrs. Shelly." By noon, Ms. Shelly," she continued, ignoring my words. "Your six month review is coming up."I gritted my teeth and nodded my head. I turned back to my computer, but I couldn't make any sense of the Medicare accounts. My mind was too preoccupied with the possible fate of my wife. Gas.