" Oh, my gosh! I didn't tell you," she said. She grabbed my hand and led me to stall four where we were stowing things that people had moved down, but...we didn't have a place for yet. "Where is it? We got this a week ago and I had it stored because we were trying to get the floor in. This company up in Wisconsin sent an entire set of stainless steel cookware and asked if we would review it. They sent along a full listing of all their cookware and a price list. There's like $3,000 worth of pots. I did not want to push too hard and accidentally jam my way in too far. I wanted to slide in slow enough to give her time to adjust to me. Also, I hoped to give her an extra thrill when I slid along her G-spot.“Oh, Jack, that feels so good. Please keep going. I want to feel all of you inside me.”Well, that was what I had in mind, too. I pushed in slowly, but steadily, until I felt the increased roughness from the bumps and ridges of her G-spot. That was when she screamed the loudest of the. I asked to meet up with her, but she said she had to go with her mom somewhere so I would see her the next day. The next day I asked her what happened and she said nothing. They just drove around catching a buzz and then he dropped her off. I could tell she wasnt telling me everything, but that was all I got out of her. It wasnt until several years later, when we had moved on to a relationship of sharing her, that she told me what actually happened. She said that they did indeed drive around. I grabbed her hips and started to move her back and forth but she didn’t need much encouragement. She got the idea, she was doing the fucking as she talked to her husband.I kept my hands on her hips but really didn’t move too much. I wanted her to enjoy fucking my dick while was went on chatting with her hubby for as long as she wanted. She was enjoying being a cock loving, unfaithful, slut, I was happy to help her with her repressed fantasies. “I’m glad the work wasn’t too bad this.