Maybe she wasn’t doing this. Maybe she wasn’t married with c***dren. She snapped out of her daydream when a light was turned on inside the unit, t...en turned off again. That was the signal. Madeleine, a woman of 52 who could pass for 10 years younger, looked at her face in the car mirror, rearranged her blonde hair, took out her make-up bag, then put it back in her purse.“Silly girl…should have done that before leaving home”, she muttered to herselfShe flung her purse over her shoulder and. ..’ He headed indoors. I smiled again.After a minute or so I slipped into the house and found his bedroom door closed. I gently placed my ear to it and could hear his breath, ragged and coming in short panting gasps. I knelt down and looked through the keyhole, I didn’t have the clearest of views, but I could see that he was masturbating, his hand moving up and down what appeared to be a reasonably large cock. I watched for a few moments then moved back from the door and called out ‘Are you OK,. Now husband, shut your mouth and enjoy!"With a grateful, "Yes, ma'am" Ron lies back as the delicious and energetic tongue explores his shaft. Cheryl resolves that this will be the best oral sex that her husband has ever experienced. She swirls her tongue around the glans and tries to get the tip into the urethral orifice while Rom groans in ecstasy. Her fingers softly caress his testicles as her head begins to bob up and down. Then she slides her hands under his buttocks and encourages his. If he stops now and leaves me like this, I swear I'll..."Come on," he says, rising and holding out a hand to me.I consider taking it, then pulling him back down and making him finish, but that's not something I'm prepared to do—or ever will be. So I glare at him, cursing him in my head for ever touching me in the first place, hating him for making me want him so much.He blinks, cocks his head to one side, narrows his eyes. "You ok, Frank?" No," I mutter through clenched teeth.His confusion.