“Now look who’s making a m—”I interrupted her by grabbing her once again and pulling her into a kiss. My mouth pressed to hers, our panting br...aths intermingling as my fingers twisted and tugged at her flowing brown hair.She fell back, gasping for breath, her eyes wide and smoky. “That’s good,” she said. Her red lips drew me like a bull to a matador’s cape and I covered them again, searing her mouth with my hot, swift kisses.I was the one to pull back this time. My cock throbbed against the. I continued to watch Layla after my wife left me. I plotted and schemed ways of bumping into her in the street, in the shops; I’d do anything to spend just a few seconds in her company. My favourite day of the week was Monday’s – every Monday she’d be in the garden, in her pink bikini as the Floridian sun glistened off her creamy white skin, alluring me closer and closer. While I continued to observe her, I noticed that she and David had begun to fight on and off, quite regularly.I’d heard. I was a little taken aback at this, but felt helpless to do anything. I too wanted it and I had led him on. He was just taking it to the next level.He then pushed me on the bed. I was sitting on the bed with my feet on the floor. Harpreet had knelt on the floor.“Let me feel the thighs now” as he started caressing my legs. I lifted my left leg and held out the big toe and brought it to his lips. I made circles around his cheeks with my toes.“Oooh” he cried in pleasure. I then put my big toe in. But she wasn’t there, her place was still warm. “She must have got up recently” Antony thought.He listened carefully and heard the water purling and a rhythmical sound of a knife working. She was cooking breakfast for her husband.Anthony stood up reluctantly and without dressing up moved to the kitchen. He didn’t feel cold after the warmth of the bed. - I’m glad you’ve woken up. Good morning, honey! – Lena said slicing a cucumber. – I’m cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry?Anthony’ thoughts.