." Dulcie trailed off, thoughtfully, looking at Delia speculatively. Then, "Let's get back to the Rectory and have a cup of coffee..."It was not a lon... walk, but Delia was very quiet and frowning. Dulcie thought Delia was wanting to ask something possibly private but not sure how to go about it. Once they were settled with coffee, Dulcie opened the conversation herself."Delia, I get the feeling you want to ask something but don't know how to go about it."Delia looked at her. "You're right.". Sonya was not wearing stockings and her panties were just plain white cotton panties. I knew that if Sonya had been planning on having sex with that asshole she would have been wearing sexier underwear. She always wears sexy underwear when she is planning on having sex or knew that there was a good chance she might. At least she always did with me and I am sure that if she had planned to have sex with him she would have worn sexy underwear for him too.It didn't change what happened but at least. Slumping onto her with exhaustion, they laid silently for a moment as Darren softening cock slowly exited from her. As he raised himself to rest on his knees, I could see his condom hanging heavily filled with what seemed like a quart of semen. Getting off the bed as he leaned over and gave her a playful kiss on the cheek, he exited to the bathroom and turned on the shower. My wife looking at me with dreamy eyes asked “did you enjoy the show?” I could only say it was a thousand times better. And then one day she shared with me something new. She told me that she loves foot massages. She told me that they take her to “another place”. Hmmmm, I thought. What if...?Fast forward a month and we got together to meet for dinner. Wait. I forgot to mention. I am a married man, and she is now about two months into a serious relationship. So we had kept our hands off each other. We exchanged a lot of words, but that was all we exchanged. So the dinner was just two friends meeting for dinner..