She feels her pussy start growing moist and her nipples hardening at my touch. " I think I need to check to make sure you are wearing something under...eath that skirt." She feels my hand slip underneath her skirt and caress her firm ass. " Well, I'll be, you are wearing something underneath there. Not much of something though." My fingers slip under her thong as I spoke to her. My other hand slips underneath the table resting lightly on her thigh. She sees the young husband still staring at her. “That was amazing, but my clit gets sensitive after an intense climax like that. It’s been a long time since anyone made me cum that hard.”Pulling my fingers out of her, I nodded in understanding. I got that way after one of Masters special massages, but it was so bad I couldn’t stand to have anyone touching me in any way for a couple of minutes without triggering another climax. When I pointed out the teeth marks on her hand though, she blushed.“I usually bite my pillow when I’m alone, but I. She wasmy wife and I was proud of her gorgeous looks. And Itold her that, often.And the one time there was an opportunity for me tostay up in London with her it never occurred to me tosuspect any ulterior motive for her to suggest that westay at a slightly better hotel for that week. It alljust seemed so natural. Until one day I was chatting to an old girlfriend Ihad met online and I was telling her about my marriedlife and about how my week worked. And also how I hadbeen caught dressing up. I saw what was going on and I liked it, it seemed natural to grab my dick and start rubbing back and forth. It grew hard and it felt really good. After a while I decided to stop. I watched T.V. until it was close to 6. Then I went outside to meet Steph. She was there, on time, as we planned. My mom and dad were downstairs watching T.V. while I brought Steph up to my room to watch that tape and see what she thought of it.I pressed play and we watched it together. She seemed to like the tape.