"Christina, please, tell them, that isn't mine! Please!" I begged her."What have you done?! You idiot!" My wife shouted at me."Nothing! It's all a mis...ake! Please! Help!" I cried out.Her beautiful green eyes started to well up and she turned, pressing her face into James' chest.He wrapped his arms around her, patting her back, comforting her."Baby, please! Tell them! Please!" I begged out, my pleas falling on deaf ears.The police then opened the door, pushed my head down into the car and shut. She moaned on my tit as his fingers entered her roughly."Lick her pussy, Claire" He insisted. I could tell she was used to fulfilling his sexual demands and was quite enjoying herself. I laid back on the couch and spread my legs for her. She pushed up my tight black skirt and slipped her fingers under my soaking wet panties, pulling them off. "Oh damn," he breathed when he saw my hairless pussy. Two of her fingers entered my pussy first. They were so soft and thin compared to the manly fingers. His one hand trembled and his heart beat faster.“Doc.” He swept his arm, moving a surprised Johnson aside. “It’s good to see you, please come in. Come in.”She stepped into the house, and out of the way so he could shut the door. Then she set the case down, and laid the jacket over it. With a real smile now, she moved to him. Her hands came up beside his face and his breath hissed in. Calmly, she pulled his hood back. One hand took the brim of his cap, the other his sunglasses. Both came off. ”“No, no,” I started to stammer, “It’s just that…”“Oh come on,” she interrupted, “You almost drool every time you look at him and go to pieces every time he comes near you.”“Ok. Look, I’m sorry I am so obvious.” I couldn’t look her in the eyes, but when I dropped them I again found myself focusing on her perfect legs and was forced to turn my face away to my computer. “I suppose I should do the right thing and resign.” I said lamely.“Don’t be silly.” She replied. “He’s a fantastic looking guy;.