Finally, she decided she was going to have to make the first move. She crossed her legs, swinging her right foot near him on the sofa. "The only prob...em with doing so much walking," she said, changing the subject, "is that my feet do ache at the end of the day." She waited to see what his response would be. Karl looked at her foot, and his eyes drew a line up her calf to the point where her leg disappeared under her skirt. He swallowed another bite of his sandwich quickly, and reached out. His fingers brushed through the spry, dark curls that I kept neatly trimmed in the hopes he would see me. They moved down at an aganozing pace, over my outer lips, spreading them the tiniest of bits. Are you sure? He asked, stopping his hand. I bit my lip and nodded. That was all the invitation he needed to throw whatever worries he had to the wind. I knew I was wet, could feel it seeping out. He dipped his middle and forefinger inside, scooping it up. He spread it over me, slickening me all. I dropped the towel to the floor and opened the door, walking through into the bedroom. "What the fuck!" I wrapped my arms around my nakedness in embarrassment and shock. Sitting on the bed was another man talking to my business guy. "Wha..... this is...." I couldn't make a sentence from the shock. "Relax. This is a colleague of mine. I've told him about our arrangement; and, he wondered if you'd be interested in... umm...extending the deal to him." I stood there, naked and wet, with these. This weekend, I am going to be your little cum slut, and it is going to be our little secret. So shut up, and drop your pants’. He didn’t need any further encouragement, he quickly slipped off his shorts and leaned back. I couldn’t explain what had gotten into me! My pussy was already dripping wet, and here I was excited to be cheating on my boyfriend! His throbbing member rose up to great me. I wasted no time and grabbed onto the base of his shaft and began stroking, gently. I put the tip into.