I picked Teri up and sat her on the table, spreading her legs in the process. I dropped to my knees and stuck my tongue as far up her crack as I could... Then I started sucking her clit and working my fingers around the edges of her cunt. The harder I sucked the more she bucked until I felt her body tense and she let out a long low groan. I knew that I had brought her over the top. Now my body needed some tending to. I got my cock ready to shove in her when she put her hand on my chest and said,. As I’m lying on my creeper I hear Mary-Joe say hello to me. Which to say the least aroused my interest. We soon were talking about how she had closed the deal, and I told her that it didn’t hurt that she looked like a center-fold and could have sold an ice cream cone to a Eskimo. Are conversation soon turned into how long it had been since she had been with a man. As the conversation got more sexual the bulge in my pants got bigger. By this time, she had sat down on my roll around chair and was. I liked her orders. Her bossiness. That scared me. But more than anything, I wanted to be hers, and couldn’t stand the thought of being less than that. She said, “Just say it. ‘Let’s go back to being roommates.’ Is that what you want? Or do you want to be my pet? My toy? My plaything, to do with as I please?” I couldn’t talk. Couldn’t open my eyes. Couldn’t breathe. She waited, and I could feel the weight of what I was about to say, the choice I was about to make, that it would change my life. A few months after our divorce went through, I had moved to the city and was living in a small, two-bedroomed flat that I was renting. It was okay I suppose, just nowhere near as comfortable as our old house had been. My affair with my ex mother-in-law had continued unabated as we took advantage of the opportunities for her to go to the city 'shopping' and instead spend the afternoon and evening fucking me to a standstill.I know some of you will think of me as a hypocrite as I continued to fuck.