” “Yeah, so I was thinking we do something else,” she said. “Follow me.”I popped right up and trailed her to her basement, staring at her as... the whole time. “Since we only have about 10 minutes until my dad comes down, howabout we do something quicker.”“Like what?”“I was thinking something like this.” She took her shirt off slowly, seductively, to reveal her pink bra. She turned around to unbutton her jeans, and bent over as she slid them off to give me a good look at her butt. By now my. Like every other woman in the department, he had hit on her. She laughed and said it would have been insulting if he had not.I felt close to her, enjoyed her company. And could see the curve of her breast under her shirt. When we got to a small park that was a block away from her flat, she suggested we sit down on a bench. As I agreed I had that peculiar hyper-awareness you get when you talk as normal, but know something has changed. Even for us this was intimate in a new way. I joked that if I. My husband could not resist, he crept towards me quietly so as not to disturb me because he wanted to see more and more of me.Before he reached near me, I cried out with joy as my back arched and my pussy spit out its juices. Almost as quickly, I rolled onto my stomach and started to enjoy my climax.I had no idea of how long I lay there. It didn’t seem like very long and almost suddenly, I could feel the shadow like effect behind me but. I paid no attention to this, the clouds would block out. Still, he resolved to stay off the computer and keep his hands off his dick in case something did happen in the near future. He would bide his time, watch his mum carefully and see where things went.Nothing was said by either Helen or Mark through the next few days, but they both felt a charge in the air. Early on Monday morning, when they took their daily run, Helen watched Mark out of the corner of her eyes, and, sure enough, his gaze did seem to linger on her arse as she ran. And.