I mean, no way, your wife is here and even if she was not... I will get dressed ALONE and shower at home." She was trying to avoid looking down at m... cock. I became harder knowing she was nervous and I simply said, "of course, I was joking my dear. See you down stairs in a few."Well, in about 15 minutes she came down, she probably wondered if I had taken her panties as she looked very funny at me and she said she should be going. I said very well, let me pay you. I asked how much, she. And it was a neat bum that he carried; it swelled in a tight and compact bulge from the top of his legs, not large and heavy, but just of the right size to nestle comfortably in someone’s hands. As we slowly moved forward to the ticket counter I could barely take my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The play of his muscles beneath the revealing clothes was symmetry in motion. I did my best to keep anyone from noticing my lingering glances and kept hoping. My need to desperately cum had vanished as I found all my pleasure in being part of her. Mary gradually wrapped her legs around my lower back as I drew mine up beside us. We were once again a ball of loving flesh as I continued to penetrate her. The pace was unhurried as we both approached another mutual climax. Our lips were so completely interwoven that we seemed as one. Out mutual explosion hit us like an electric bolt. Just as I sprayed her womb with my first volley, Mary clenched. When we reached my place I took her straight through to the kitchen, suggesting that she make her calls from there, while I got the coffee ready, and I admit I had an ulterior motive in suggesting that. To use the kitchen phone Helen would have to sit at the breakfast-bar, on a stool, and in that position I hoped to have the chance to snatch a few glimpses of her marvellous legs, that I had until then, only seen from a distance. But I certainly hadn’t planned or even in my wildest dreams hoped.