The problem is that he doesn't know how he can stop it because it was his idea and he pushed his wife into it. He's pleading with his eyes for me to p...t a stop to it, hoping that I'll let him off the hook. I have no intention of letting him off and I give him confirmation of this by leaning down and leaving another mark on his wife's breast.I lean up and push her knees towards her chest. She knows what's coming and tries to brace herself as I pound her pussy from this position. I feel the walls. Just a coffee between two friends who have never met.I chose a public place. The local Morrisons supermarket cafe - I know - real romantic!I got here early and sat in the car park for ages just waiting, nerves getting the better of me.Should I call it off, do I really want to meet him. We have some really racey conversations on line, why spoil it.I went in and loitred around the cafe entrance and as I looked up I saw this amazing man walking towards me. That must be him I thought. As he smiled. .. that I ... fuck!’Gasping as his words seared into her brain, demanding an answer, demanding she pull out of her mental haze and answer. His fingers now touching her heat, feeling her slick wetness, she moaned louder, pressing back against him, feeling his hand take control of her wanton sex. “Yes ... damn you ... yes...” she cried, her body on fire, and even though she was willing, even desirous, she blamed Jake for putting her in this position, making her vulnerable, making her easy. She said that, if nothing else, she needed time to have a fewdrinks first so she wouldn’t be so nervous. I told my friends thatthe stripper would be by in a couple of hour or so. In the meantime, we playing poker, drinking and continuedwatching adult films. There were some really hot ones withgirls getting gang banged and it was obvious they were gettingto us all. A couple of hours later, the phone rang and I jumpedup to get it. It was my wife Linda and she wanted to know if wewere ready for.