Lord knew I didn't havemuch else going for me - or to my name, for that matter.My mind was in turmoil as I drove away. She did it for me, for us? Howc...uld she say that? It stands to reason she would tell me "it isn't whatit looks like." Don't cheaters always claim that when they get caught red-handed? What, exactly, is it then, Sweetheart? How can she cuckold meright before my eyes, then profess her undying love and devotion to me? I became even more angry at her mention of Matt Michaels' name. The close proximity of our faces and noses made us to inhale each other’s hot breathes as well as the intoxicating aroma of our bodies. There was a smell of sex in the air. Then, she began to rub her lips on mine. She went on doing it for almost a couple of minutes. The soft but sensual touches of her hot lips were hitting me. I knew it was not different with her too. The constant rubbing made her thick lips part a little revealing her white teeth. This was followed by her pressing the mouth on. So I decide to come clean. I started to say, “Well you are so beautiful and well I don’t know these naughty thoughts just started coming to me.” “What naughty thoughts” she teased. I just came clean and told her I wanted to fuck her big titties oh so badly and to spunk on her large breasts and on her beautiful face. She egged me on to tell her more of what I wanted to do. “I would like it if you could give me a slow and sensual blow job first just teasing and massaging my swollen balls. Then. He stood watching as she fumbled getting the seat belt fastened, then started the BMW and drove away. Before she disappeared around a bend in the road, unwanted tears began running down his cheeks. Long minutes after Helen disappeared he stood there before climbing back into his RV. Backing around he returned to town and ‘their’ café. He parked and went inside, sitting at the counter to enjoy a cup of coffee with Clarice. He spent a bittersweet hour chatting with her and several other.