"I love you to, Rich. Thanks for... for this." And she hung up.At seven I was seated at my computer cock in hand looking at my wife promise to do anyt...ing for John. Their last time together had been so intense, what would happen tonight? I was in a frenzy of anticipation.That is when the phone rang. "Hello."John's deep voice rumbled over the line. "Go to CVE. Be inside the last booth on the left at 9:30. Check your e-mail for directions." The line clicked and he was gone.It turned out that CVE. That did it. Pushing him over the edge. With a loud, long groan he started ejaculating. Thick rope-like jets spewing from the end of his dig. Giggling excitedly, the woman pumped on the man's cock fast. Harder. Working him through his messy, erupting climax.Gradually his spewing ceased and he open his eyes, lifting his head from the back of the car seat. He looked down at his already softening cock and the woman's sperm covered hand. A hand that was already slowing down. Slowing down until she. Boy, for a little thing she sure knew how to send a message. I was glad she wasn't angry at me. When she finally decided he wasn't going to try anything, she turned back to me."I'm sorry for that," she began, her temperament and words just as sweet as honey as if an angry word had never crossed her lips. "I never should have brought him, but when I went searching for you he insisted on coming along and—" That's fine," I assured her, figuring it wouldn't help any of us to accuse him of anything.. And for a woman in her mid-40s, is in excellent shape. In short, she is a totally hottie. But let's not stop there. Martha has the sexiest kisses I have ever known. She gets me heard every time we kiss. I have come home more than once with cum stains in my underwear. We spend hours kissing in my car. Despite these long make-out sessions we've had, Martha hasn't yet invited me upstairs to her apartment. She doesn't live alone, so I'm guessing that's why.So this past week we had some time.