Thankfully, whoever had dropped me off in my bed had notdisturbed anything in the house. Everything was as it had been leftSaturday morning.My compute... beeped again. I finished my sandwich and then checked mymail. It was from Stacey, my boss. I had a good job in a small softwarecompany, made a low six-figure salary (awesome for someone my age), andenjoyed the people I worked with.Well, I had had a good job. I suspect that someone had done a blanketgroup email to every contact I had. Stacey had. ‘how long have you been married?’ I asked as the rain lashed against the window with a dark clouded sky in the background. ‘for 25 years’ she said ‘I got married when I was 19’ ‘you must know the secret to a good marriage then’ I said. ‘well I did’nt say I was happily married did I?’ she remarked as the rain eazed off and I finished my tea. ‘I better get…”wait dont go just yet’ she interupted. As I stood up she said ‘Do you find me attractive?’ ‘Well yes you are and your husband is very lucky’. I began to suck on it, going faster and faster, trying to give you the best blow job you've ever had. By this time, you had your hand on the back of my head, fingers bunched in my hair, pulling slightly. I could hear you start to breathe heavier, so I raised my eyes to view you again. You were watching me so intently, eyes so full of want for me. I knew exactly what you were thinking, I'd never wanted anything or anyone so much in my life. I began sucking harder and faster, squeezing and. Turning him around, I made him rinse off before turning him back to me."Your turn," I told him, handing the soap to him. Turning me away from him, he started with my back and shoulders, before taking my breasts in his hands. He apparently thought they were really dirty because he spent a lot of time on them. When he finished with those, he turned me around and started on my butt. While he was doing that, he bent down to kiss me, making me feel weak in the knees. I knew if he kept that up, I.