I felt my cock twitch and harden to a state not natural for a mid-forties guy. A hardness created by the rich description Sue was giving me of her unf...ithfulness. Describing in terrifying detail the superiority of her handsome black lover whose bed she’d share for the next three weeks.My feelings of excitement and anguish had become so overwhelming that I’d had to shut my eyes to try and calm myself. When I finally opened them, I saw a slightly concerned look on Sue’s face.“Are you okay, honey?. Look at you, your eyes are constantly running up and down my body,this has been something you'ce only dreamt of probably since a young teenager. How many times have you lay in your bed at the Rectory alone yet imagining how this would feel, dreaming of it and even wracked with guilt every time you weakened and left come stains and damp patches in your sheets. Fellah, this is it Here and now yet even as i speak you won't let yourself go fully and enjoy it like you've dreamt about so. many times. Once we do, it might go back to where we were before. It's not like we can flick a switch and just forgive you for leaving so abruptly. Just like you can't flick a switch and forgive us for the pain we put Brock through in the past. You see, that's the one thing that we all have in common. We all care about him. We all know exactly how fragile he is." I think you're wrong," Randi said. She had been leaning on the counter watching the byplay. Suddenly all eyes turned to her. "I don't think he's. With a slow deliberate movement, she bent over to retrieve the document before the breeze could take it away. She did not squat or crouch down: she bent over. There could be only one reason she did so - and yes, as I stared the short skirt of her dress rode up and the full flesh of her tanned buttocks was staring back at me. I even had a brief moment to realise the pattern on her panties was black flowers on a white background. She stood back up as her mother scolded her for not bending down.