He felt an even deeper pang to devour her pouting mouth, to let her taste the tangy essence of her own desire smearing his lips and tongue. But as he ...atched her face and saw the veil of everything they weren’t about to say hanging between them, he held himself in place. Taking her mouth would be far too intimate a thing. Her pussy would have to do for now.The sound of the running nozzle seemed like something tawdry and mundane. It gradually became a barely noticeable white noise as they. . I turn back to find she's now facing me, embraced with her lover, his face still buried in the nape of her long neck. She looks at me deeply. She smiles a wickedly toothy grin and mouths a single word. ‘Watch.’She drops to her knees and pushes her lover against the back wall of the elevator. He opens his eyes, sees me and shrugs. He's either too drunk to care or he's a massive extrovert. Either way, his cock is exposed and twitches in front of her face. It strains at the warm breath in front. "When the waitress was gone I leaned a little toward Helen and asked, "Do you really not want people to know we slept together?" I do and I don't! On one hand I'm proud that we did and on the other, you're young enough to be my son." Make up your mind. Which way do you want it?"She looked around the restaurant and then at me. "I just don't know." Then tell me this, am I going to see you again this week?"Shock hit her face and she said, "Oh my God! I totally forgot! I'm going to Palm Springs for. "Tell me the name of your worthless husband," I ordered."No. . . . . Please NO.. . . . . . . Oh my god no. . . " she gasped."Tell me his name bitch," I mocked.As her mind tried to resist, her body begged for release. Her mind was totally overloaded from the events of the day; from the events of the last two hours. I smiled; it took me only two hours to break this heretofore perfect wife. As her hips thrust against my tight rippled stomach; with my thickest hugehung cock buried to the hilt in.