“Yes….pick me up tomorrow at our usual time. I’ll be ready.” With that, I patted his cock one last time through his slacks, and then gently pu...hed him toward the stairs so he could drive home and I could go inside and deal with my husband.I adjusted my dress and pulled my boobs back into the top of my dress to cover them…. at least as well as this dress covered them…. then went inside to find my husband.I found Tony, my husband, sitting on the far side of the sofa, watching a golf tournament on. ” Hmmm…I thought. I really liked Linda and I think she is a really nice girl, but she does not come across as a literary genius. How she could possibly help me with my story was totally beyond me. I walked over to my computer desk and sat down in the big chair in front of the screen. I searched through my document folder and opened the story I was working on. Linda stood behind me and looked at the screen over my shoulder. “Not bad so far.” She started, “So, they met in a supermarket. Didn’t we. Our tongues were fighting inside our mouths and her legs were holding me so tightly from my back that she could easily feel my hardness over her shorts. I moved from her lips to her ears and started to lick her ears, she started to moan slowly. Then from her ears, I went down to her neck and gave a small bit over her neck.I was licking her neck all over. My hands got on her boobs. She has the finest pair of boobs I’ve seen till date! (Girls: prove me wrong maybe?) I was pressing her boobs. She said it was her job to present the property to a prospective buyer and that the real estate agent would be the one to close the deal.Amy glanced out the window as we chatted. She seemed nervous, scratching at her neck, then taking a step in towards the kitchen, then checking her cell phone.“What time is it?” I asked.It was close to two thirty. I told Amy that I needed to grab my shirt and my shoes and that I’d be on my way. She casually asked if I had a contact number.“Sure,” I replied. She.