She was stuck at work and I on the road, off to my next stop. I had to concentrate at work, but I enjoyed the distraction of her messages. It continue... this way for a year. Some days, we would text all day, other days, not at all. We set rules. Between 5am and 5pm, Monday through Friday, we could text, though, I broke the rule 2 or 3 times. I was careful, and no harm was done. I knew she would never give in to her desire to fuck me and slowly we stopped texting. Then, one day during the winter. He whispered lovingly. ‘No Jackson I really don’t. I… I…’ ‘You what? Don’t you want this?’ Jackson said, a little offended, as he gestured to the package underneath his trousers. I could feel my vulva dripping in desire but I resisted his offer. ‘I really don’t…’ My nipples began to harden under Jackson and he noticed. He chucked lightly and bent his gorgeous face towards mine, giving me a passionate kiss on the lips. My breasts heaved under him – he noticed that too. ‘Come on baby, I can see I. "What's wrong?" "Nothing, it's just that this is my first time, I'm kinda nervous." I stuttered . "It's okay, it's just me." She ran a finger down my back, sending electricity up my spine. She gave me a reassuring smile and we leaned in again. Our lips touched fully this time. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my throat as she pushed her tongue inside my mouth. She tasted so good as I swirled my tongue around hers. Our kisses became more feverish. I walked in the front door and assumed that my wife and whoever was visiting must have gone out since they weren't in the living room where she always entertains. I was just about to turn on the TV and wait for them to return when I heard a sound from upstairs in the bedroom.I walked up the stairs and saw the bedroom door wide open, on our bed my wife was naked bouncing up and down on some Big black guy's cock. My cock instantly jumped to attention, we had often talked about the possibility of.