Maybe it was because we travelled on the same bus every day. We used to talk a lot to each other, but that was years ago now.I pulled up outside her h...me and all I can say was I flowed out of my car and somehow made it to her front door. I knocked and leant against the door woodwork."My goodness Thomas, what is wrong?" She said opening the door and finding me propped up against her door."Sorry I can't drive any more, I need somewhere to lie down. I guess I drunk too much," I slurred out. I can. "My husband does not pay attention to me, will you?" She said reaching for me.She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. She guided my cock into her pussy. She had a neat soft bush and she was wet and tight but I slid easily into her. She started to rub her clit as I moved back and forth in her. In no time at all she started screaming and thrusting about. "I'm cumming I'm cumming!" She yelled and wrapped her long legs around me and ground her wet pussy onto my cock. I too had to cum and had no. I felt heat slowly rising in my face. Did I just catch Janie’s dad checking me out? Did he catch me checking him out a little while ago when he was bending over the chair to pick up a knife that he accidentally dropped? His body was certainly worthy of a second look. The sound of Janie’s footsteps brought us back from a moment that shouldn’t have happened and she joined us, happily chatting without noticing that anything out of the ordinary occurred. I stole a few glances towards Sean and more. It was only when he casually turned on the TV and there was asegment on the trashy talk show all about pets."Oh shit! I've gotta go feed Diana's cat," Craig exclaimed to himself. Hequickly pulled on some sweatpants and a grubby T-shirt and found the keyon the sideboard before he headed upstairs.The penthouse flat was much more spacious and well-appointed that thosein the rest of the building. Indeed whilst there were four flats on theground and first floors, the penthouse flat took up the.