Okay, I promise, but what are you talking about?" I asked.Before I could do or say anything, he had his arms around me and was kissing me as hard as h... could. I was caught off guard, and part of me was telling me to pull him away and leave. But another part of me was telling me I should let it go. I couldn't resist and hugged him back and kissed him as well. After a while, i felt him rubbing my dick and started to moan. I broke the kiss:"We shouldn't be doing this, man." I said with a concerned. Initially Chris also made Sandy to forgo wearing panties but the downside to this heighten libido combined with no panties was that there were cum stains everywhere. They were on the furniture, the floors, their clothes, and sometimes their car interior. Chris solution was to hire a cleaner to clean up all the stains every couple of days. Of course he had to modify the cleaner's mind to accept the cum stains as normal and not to reveal them to anybody. So Chris altered his wife so she would. Miller was about in her late forties I guess. She was still very attractive to me. Blond curly hair reached her shoulders - almost like a lion! -, the big breasts you could expect under her body shaped business dresses she usually liked to wear. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day black nylon stockings and elegant shoes usually with high heels, you could hear them on the floor with every step - very different from the women of her age I knew from my sleepy home. And, well, a few others, mostly people I'd worked with over the years or people I knew through Phil. And the latter options would presumably be keener on talking about either work or the dear departed than I could cope with, so ... I was a bit stuck.In fact, I'd just resolved to risk the Napier – the pub on the corner, where I knew some of the bar staff, could rely on a certain degree of shielding from predatory males – when my mobile rang. I was distracted enough to answer the thing without.