.but most likely only several seconds. Then we kept chatting like nothing happened. About 5 minutes later, she reached for me and we kissed again for ...hat seemed an eternity. This time, when we separated, I looked up sheepishly and saw my husband talking with other guests...but watching me. I was definitely busted. Embarrassed, shy, and somewhat very turned on, I pretended that I had not seen him. A couple of hours later, the families were heading home and we said goodbyes. My new friend seems. . you won't remember me. I'm Mrs. Grayson. You did some work for me nearly a year ago and... ' She glanced at the paper on which she had written her notes.Before she could start again, he spoke, 'But I do remember you, Mrs. Grayson. I put up a shelf for you. And I remember you paying me. I do indeed.'As his meaning registered, she could almost feel again the smack she had given him.She fought down the panic and said as calmly as she could, ' I think there was a misunderstanding, Mr. Alexander.. My confused look soon elicited an explanation."What's the matter hon," she said as she finally dismounted me. "I thoughtyou didn't like sleeping on the wet spot. But more important, I certainlydon't want your messy goo staining my nice sheets. Give me your hand for aminute."I started to move my hand toward hers figuring Lil wanted me to hug beforewe kissed goodnight. But instead my wife took my hand by the wrist, turnedmy palm down and made me rub my sticky cum all over my stomach and. By the way I forgive you as long as you behave from here on out.’ She said as she dug through her purse then handed it back to him. He dialed a number then waited. ‘Jas, hey. Yeah bad. I got separated. Okay I don’t have my cell… I don’t know…’ He then looked back up at her and asked, ‘Can they call me back at this number?’ ‘Sure.’ She said in a monotone. ‘Okay just call me back…Later.’ With that he closed the phone. ‘I can not go back just yet.’ ‘So when?’ She asked. ‘Not sure.’ ‘Look I have.