I told him I decided to just keep the wheels I had. I laid my head in his lap as we drove home, I said I had a little headache. I finally felt it. A s...ight boner on the side of my head. I started moving my head around to tease his cock. It got bigger. He stopped the car in our driveway. Moms car was gone. He rubbed my head to ease my fake headache. His fingers gliding through my hair. Now I could really feel his boner and even feel the heat from it. He leaned down, softly kissed me on the cheek. I gently closed my flat and took her to my bedroom. I switched on the bed lamp and pulled her to the bed. She just sat on the bed and I too sat beside her. She asked me to not tell about this to anybody. I assured her and stood in front of her. I hugged her head to me. Her boobs were pressed against my cock and it began to rise.She kept her head on my hairy chest and kissed there. I just pressed her against my chest. She kept her hands around my ass and pressed my cock deep in to her boobs.. This was an amazing scene to watch. Even I was getting hard again. I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock. I’d removed my thong and was wanking like mad with my right hand, and squeezing and tickling my balls with my left. I only regretted not having a camera with me (something I bore in mind on subsequent occasions.) The lad was now on the vinegar stroke, and with a howl, came again, deep into my wife’s pussy. As had happened earlier, he was quickly replaced by his friend, who again started to. "I know you have been avoiding me, and I completely understand. I feel like a bitch for what I did to you, and I owe you an explanation. I wanted to know if we can meet somewhere private later and talk. It's okay if you tell me to fuck off. I will completely understand, but please let me give you some closure."Derek stared at her quietly. He hated her for what she did, but part of him still loved her. Derek knew he should tell her it doesn't matter, and he moved on. But he hasn't moved on and.