When 6:00 arrived, Gavin got his stuff together and hurried out of his part of the office. He gestured for Natasha to follow him and clock out as well... She made no protest, of course. On the contrary, she looked forward to what was evidently going to be a long, exhausting night of wild sex."Don't worry about your car, Natasha. I'll drive you to work tomorrow. I know that you don't have the kids on weekends, so you don't have that excuse. You're going to spend the night with me, so I can fuck. I had gotten myself so turned on by the sight and thoughts of Calvin. All the rest of the day when I had privacy, I masturbated fantasizing about him.When Calvin and Angie left, it was my wife's job to check the house every 2 days. This had went on for a week. This one Saturday, my wife was sick and asked me if I would check the house for her. I told her to stay in bed and get better, that I would handle checking their house.On the drive to Calvin and Angie's house, I was feeling quite. She sat up enough to kiss me again, a quick peck on the lips, and then pushed at me. “Go, I’ll follow you out.”I crawled backwards out of the car and stood up. Jordan stood there, smiling at me mischievously. There were a lot of possible reasons for her smile, so I wasn’t going to even attempt to try to figure it out. I was also certain she wouldn’t tell me if I asked. She was teasing, and no amount of pleading, talking, or question asking would change it. The best I could do was stand there. ..enjoy I even occasionally peered into her recycle bin for "monthly" goodies (which absolutely don't belong in the recycle bin, wtf lady) after late one night seeing her empty out her bathroom trash can into it. (This probably falls into the "disgusting things" the little message warns about at the top, so I won't go into detail other than saying "Carrie" and I really needed a shower afterwards and gargled with antiseptic mouthwash.)I did once get lucky and sneak a thong from a clean laundry.