She kept her three inch black leather heels on, which made her calf muscles in her long legs stand out even more, and added to her already impressive ...eight. Jean sat down on her desk, spreading her legs open so I could see between her legs. "Do you like what you see?" she drawled, using her fingers to spread open the lips of her pussy."Y-yes..." I said, finding it hard to concentrate on what she was saying. I was just focusing on her fingers, which were slowly rubbing circles on her swollen. It was all good until about a year ago. My wife and I were well into our forties and our sex life began to get stale. It wasn’t until about six months ago when I realized I needed something different in my life. I had always wanted to see my lovely wife with another man, but that just wasn’t going to happen. Then one day while all alone I began to think about what it would be like to suck on another man’s cock. I couldn’t believe how aroused and excited I had gotten as I masturbated three. Tears did not stop. Calvin had a few drinks so he was not cumming to fast. He fucked her harder and had no idea she was crying. I think he fighred she was just working on an orgasm. Car room was not much and calvin was a good size guy. His head almost out the window and she was now crying. She got her leg free and down. She ask him to stop. He got off her and said he was sorry. He had no idea she was crying. She said it hurt and she thought he would finish quick. He ask if she could help him. * * * * * Leaving Sarah at the grocery store seemed like the hardest thing I’d ever done, but I had promised to come get Sam early, and because of all the previous disappointments in his life, I really tried to make sure that all of my promises were kept. I had to pull my shirt out of my pants to cover some of the evidence of my and Sarah’s recent activities. I didn’t and wouldn’t ever feel embarrassed at the fact that her beautiful orgasm had made me come in my pants. I did, however, not want.