She knew I liked her that way. Once we made it to the bedroom, she was pure slut, and happy to display herself fully, her clit hanging , small breasts... and happily lubing herself, smiling as I watched her finger herself deep, or used a dildo so I could watch. displaying herself eagerly.Tonight was special, we'd gone to dinner, drank some wine, her hand playing with my cock under the table , teasing me. I had looked at her, and she knew it was going to be a hard screwing tonight. She wanted. ”“You can spend a reasonable amount, or you can spend a small fortune. I’d recommend not going overboard.”“How about something like you got Mom? Was her ring very expensive?”“Not too expensive, but it wasn’t cheap either. You can make up your mind when we get to the store. We’ll go to the jeweler who helped me with your mom’s ring.”Mr. Hillman pulled into the lot, parking his car near one of the entrances. We went into the mall and to the jewelry store. While I looked at the rings in the. It didn’t take long for me to bring myself to orgasm with visions of Mr. White in my head. Then I fell into a deep, restful sleep thinking about the next night.When I arrived at his home the next evening Mr. White greeted me wearing a bath robe. I didn’t know what he might have on beneath it. I know what I hoped he had on.“Good evening. Sorry I’m not dressed. I had to work a bit late at the office and when I got home I thought I really needed to get a shower. I’ll go get changed.”“Do you think. ”“The children always take it hardest, the poor dears, their whole world collapses.”“Yes, it does. They are so quiet most of the time at home, I feel they don’t want to talk about what a great time they had at their Dad’s, in case it depresses me and I suspect they don’t want to tell Wayne what a great time they’ve just had pony trekking on Dartmoor with Jake.” She put her cup down again. “And I just felt so stupid. It was all going wrong for my marriage under the surface and I didn’t have a.