It was my boyfriend, Max’s friend, and this became quite a complication. The difficulty was that I didn’t really know this friend very well and Ma... had spent all day socialising and mooching around the wedding, so naturally I felt quite alone sitting unaccompanied at the nuptials. The ceremony came to pass and the meal and reception were shortly after at a big, fancy hotel. Earlier in the day I was thinking of everyday, mundane things such as how my little pink and black lace dress compared to. .." He mumbled and continued to play with my clit. Though it was probably just a teaser I rocked my hips to the way he was moving. His middle finger from his left hand entered my cunt and it fit just right. I had already used a dildo just a little thicker than his fingers. It was still pretty tight though. He stuck his second finger in, wriggling it around inside of me. It felt much nicer when someone else was fingering your cunt. His knuckles were simulating my clit as he fingered me. . To tell the truth I resented having to get a job and that my husband was unable to make enough income to support us. That plus the lack of sex created some friction between us. I guess that was why I was so open to advances being made by John, one of my co-workers. He would often let his hands linger on me just a little longer than it warranted as a fellow worker and in time he actually began to squeeze my soft rump when we alone together in the copy room. I know I should have rebuked his. ” and he got up to go upstairs.His wife and I went down to the tv room in the finished basement to find the movie. I was standing behind her while she stood in front of a bookshelf of videotapes. I was looking at her body, not the tapes. Rarely had I contemplated any kind of adverse action with her – she was off limits and it was never an issue. But now, even after seven years of marriage and a child, her former-model body was still lithe and tight and tonight she was wearing a gauzy blouse.