I flex my fingers around the steering wheel deciding if I could go through with this. Then I see him walk by. I want his brown eyes to wonder all over...my body. I want to wrap my arms around his sexy neck and broad shoulders and rake my nails down his back. I look down and realize I've been rubbing my thighs and my breathing has gotten heavier. I take a deep breath and control myself as I watch him hold the door open for his wife and their two kids. I know I should feel guilty but ever since I. Tara's company didn't want to do the offshore assembly, but the negotiations with the US companies went nowhere and finally broke down because of greedy unions and incompetent management.Both Dee and I are looking forward to Tara's permanent occupation of the new part of the house we'll be building over the next six months. The plan is to have it ready for her when she returns the next time.I'm adding another very large master bedroom and bathroom for her that will be very similar to the one I. I could feel the desire within her, and I began to stiffen. Without hesitation I put one hand around her waist, and gripped her hair with the other, pulling her towards me and kissing her full on the mouth. Her lips parted giving easy access to my tongue, her mouth was warm, moist, and responsive. I felt her go limp. My hand moved from her back down to her bottom, I squeezed and pulled her close so that she was left in no doubt of my own desire for her. She let out a little gasp.My lips. My lips were sore. The smell and taste of her was everywhere. Her juices covered my face and matted my hair. She could feel me tiring beneath her. She became impatient as I slowed down.Her hand felt cold as it cupped and cradled my balls. She subtly closed her grip around them. I felt nervous and excited. Her control over me was crystallized in that grip. I feared it. I loved it. She squeezed a little harder.I gained new reserves of energy and began working my tongue again. My mouth and tongue.