The next morning as I crossed Pendleton Street while on Pickets Street, I gave myself permission to commit adultery. Over the last four years, I had b...come a sounding board and friend of a former student of a colleague of mine. Brenda was a widow at twenty-two, and in her need to overcome grief and feel like a woman she desired affection and was promiscuous. Her looks and body type didn’t match those of my wife, although she was tall at five foot nine inches with a pretty face, slightly. I asked him if he would like to share a sandwich and a glass of ice tea with me. As I asked him in, I sort of threw my leg to one side, exposing my inner thigh to him and watched his reaction. I saw his gaze drop down to my white thigh, just inches below my wet pussy."Yes, ma'am, I could use a glass of cold tea." He smiled at me as I opened the door, inviting him inside as he approached the doorway. "It is hot today, and I didn't bring anything to drink."I led him into the living room and had. “Well maybe.” I said and she smiled. -------We talked a little bit more then went for a walk which lasted for hours. I never connected with someone like I had with her. We liked the same bands she even loved comic books. She loved TV and most of my favorite shows. We eventually arrived at her condo. She said she lives with her parents which was a drag. “Goodnight.” I said as she opened her door. “Goodnight, I had an amazing time.” She smiled and gave me a little kiss. “So did I.” I said as I. Not wanting to explode right then I got up feeling so powerful and I saw her turn to me with those weepy eyes “Stop” she said. I turned to look at her and I saw her lying there on the bed with tears in her eyes – she had this look that in her – something new had happened to her - slowly she pulled up her nighty – spread her legs wide and gave me a full glimpse of her crotch – her panties were all wet from her cunt and she was dripping her wetness onto the mattress below and had made a huge wet.