After the first number the music slowed down and some of the couples left the floor and I saw them again and it looked much like the week before with ...is left hand around her waist and his right hand under her dress and probably discovering that she had not worn panties this evening.Just like the time two weeks before they walked off of the dance floor, but this time he was much more confident in asking, not if it was OK with me, but that he would like to go to our house again. I laughed at his. “I want you. I can’t go on like this anymore. Either we can’t talk at all, or we have to meet. I get too jealous knowing you’re with someone else and I wonder if I’m making a mistake.”“Then let’s meet,” I said.“No promised about anything,” she responded.“Of course.”We coordinated things by email. Jennifer told her husband she was coming into the city to visit her sisters for the day. She actually did meet them for lunch. Then she met up with me. She was dressed casually in a skirt and. By his dick! Is that OK, husband?" Her husband could hardly talk. She led her hot k** Into the den and set him in her hubby's leather executive chair. She mounted him, grabbed the back of the chair and slid up and down his big dick...and back and forth...up and down then back and forth....at least 50 times. She came again and her pussy juices overflowed onto the chair. She'll have to remember to have her husband lick it clean when he got home. She laid out on her back on husband's desk with. “Go on.”“Uhm, maybe not,” I chuckled.“Well,” she laughed, squeezing lightly, “do or don’t, but if you don’t...”She squeezed lightly again and I got the picture.“Well, Clarissa was thinking that the big problem with us being together for more than just having a baby was that she’d probably want to be with a girl in the future. I said it would have to be one we could BOTH have.”Jocelyn laughed softly, “I can see why she called you a pig! And you think I might decide to play for the other team, or.