By evening I got a message saying that tomorrow at 10 am at my home.There is no limits for my joy and the whole night we are chatting with each other ...nd in the morning I called to my manager and told and I was not feeling well and took leave and visited to her home. Exactly by 10.15 I was in front of her door and I rang the bell she opened the door and there the beauty was in her night gown and by seeing her I got erected and she asked me to sit down in sofa and said that be comfortable and. Then, feeling remorseful, I tried drinking my regrets away. I almost succeeded, but the girls from work proved to be my saviours; and instead of ending up in the gutter, I was hustled into a taxi and sent home.However, I was drunk enough to make getting out of the vehicle a taxing experience for myself and the cab driver. Mind you, I'm not sure he'd complain that much because I distinctly remember a steady hand groping my breast when he helped me stand after I'd stumbled out of the car.Anyway,. To my horror I felt something large and hard, moving rapidly. At that moment Katy was wracked by a massive orgasm, far more intense than the one she had enjoyed with me. I leaped up. This couldn’t be happening. I rummaged in my bag where I found the empty dildo box. Taking a risk I turned on the bedside light. Now I could see the dildo more clearly, slamming into my wife. It was pulling seven or eight inches out of her then driving itself back in, hard and fast, over and over, like a piston.. "Does that feel good?" she asked."Yeah, it feels really good," I softly mumbled."Do you do this when it gets hard like that?" No." Well, it'll make you feel really good then it won't be quite so hard. Usually boys do this several times a day to relieve their hardness like this. Girls do it too." But they don't have anything to get hard, right?"She was still stroking me as she said, "No, not exactly, but they get urges and feelings like those that make you hard like this." It's sure making me.