She was walking stiff-legged, knees closed, and with very small strides. Ahhh... the alcohol!Once inside, she sat down on the couch and looked at me w...th a weird smile. She started opening her legs and at the same time started to lift her dress up higher. My cock sprang to attention. Oh man, she wanted me to fuck her! I walked closer. Suddenly she lifted her hands and told me to stop. then she looked up, her beautiful green eyes starting at me and she said: "My hubby, remember your fantasy of. His hand went back to her breast, pinching her nipple softly. Her body revved back to life, and she squeezed her muscles around his cock. Mike groaned loudly as her muscles squeezed him back to life. His whole nine inches swelled inside her again. Mike moaned and slowly began to move his cock in and out a few times. He pulled out of her and raised up onto his knees, pulling her up with him. He sat back on the couch and she straddled him. Without missing a beat, he gripped her hips and pulled. She didn't look like she was on steroids but looked as fit as she could naturally get. I don't know how long I was staring at her or how I was still jogging straight on the treadmill but when I looked back up, she was staring back at me. She then smiled at me with the sweetest disengaging smile. I barely smiled back and then turned away feeling all nervous. I jogged for another 5 minutes or so, pretending to be cooling down and then left to the mens locker room while berating myself in my head. It was so easy to talk without being face-to-face. No awkward pauses. Time to think for a moment before ‘speaking.’ Something I’m not really good at face-to-face. The filter between my brain and my mouth has big tears. We chatted on and off for a couple of hours, then exchanged cell numbers and planned to get together on Sunday at the park. *** During my 15 minute drive to the park, I was a ball of nerves. I couldn’t wait to see him, but what if he didn’t show? I kept taking deep breaths and.