She had often been had by her husband in the yard after the d****r had gone home and, in the kitchen too, once the threat of the little man looking up...from his infrequent outings to the yard or its outside toilet had passed. To the right was another yard, hidden by an eight-foot high brick wall dividing it from her yard and holding back a heap of clutter left to decay in a rat-infested heap of old tat, since old Leroy her neighbour and shopkeeper passed away. To the left of her yard a two. I had a lot of sexual fantasies i wanted to explore and Fiona was my whore to explore them with. Over the months of our secret wild affair Id been making Fiona attend work on a daily basis wearing come soaked knickers and bras, that I filled full of fresh spunk minutes before she left. Fiona gradually got used to this and would often tell me when we were alone later at night that shed have to use the ladies at work, and frig her wet pussy off. She explained that it made her cunt tingle as she. Did she believe me a lesbian - now that horrified me!Completely against my better judgement and before I could think about it, I asked, "Tonight?" The waves of heat that were rolling through my body seemed to be now centralizing toward my midriff. God, why did I ask that? Damn I need to get laid.Sheryl looked embarrassed and shook her head negatively, "No Gerry, after Madeline has you. Then I will sleep with you." I felt my face flush, and not from the alcohol, and saw that my friends was doing. And just before I started to pull my briefs back up I heard a tapping of a foot next to me. I stopped dead in my tracks because the tapping wasn't him just adjusting his feet, it was a quick one-two, tap tap. I had always heard or read about how guys who wanna fuck or suck cocks understall would initiate with foot tapping, and my heart was pounding. I slowly sat back down and replied to the random guy with my own tap tap. A few seconds later I saw a foot come a few inches into my stall and do.