.. wait there a minute!" she finally said, before closing the window and disappearing inside.I stood nervously on their decking, waiting for Mrs Jones...to return, then after a minute or more the back door opened and Mrs jones dressed in a knee length flowery dress and sandals stepped out.As always she looked stunning with her long blonde flowing hair, her perfect tan and impressive cleavage that was bulging out the top of her dress, and quickly she stepped towards me."Tommy is resting in the. ”We kissed again, the lust flowed through me. I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t stop myself. He grew hard against me and I couldn’t think of anything else.But then I thought of something that brought me out of my lust. “Do you have any condoms?”“No,” he said, slowing his kisses on my neck to a stop.“We used the last one I had last night. I didn’t have time between school, practice and here to get anymore.”We looked at each other. He looked at me like a dissatisfied customer. However, his hands. His ex-wife had struggled with her self-confidence since he’d known her, but even so, she’d always demanded to be treated with respect. Why was she letting him treat her like dirt now, he wondered. Sure, she’d fucked around on him a few times, but did she deserve how he was treating her now? Probably not. No one deserved to be treated that way. He tossed back more of his drink and eyed the exposed skin beneath her small towel. She looked as sexy as hell standing there like that, looking wet and. I was sitting at the make-up table in the bedroom, applying a last coatof lip-gloss, when I caught a glimpse of movement beyond the glare ofthe lights surrounding the mirror. I swiveled the chair and rose to myfeet in one movement, facing the door.My wife was standing in the doorway.I felt the blood drain from my face and the lipstick fell from mysuddenly nerveless fingers."What the hell are you doing?" she demanded.I tried to speak, but only managed a strangled gargle as I struggled forbreath,.