" The subject of our conversation came in at that moment. Angela smiled and told Millie to enjoy her meal. She was wearing a shawl against the evening...chill and slipped it off her shoulders as she joined us at the desk. I was amazed at the change in Millie. Usually she was working and her rich brown hair was put up into a bun. This evening it fell free to her shoulders and swayed gently as she moved. She wore a pretty frock with thin straps over the shoulders leaving them bare and on her feet. "What's wrong? Have you changed your mind? Don't you like this?" Karen asked, genuinely concerned."God, no! I love it!" I replied, "It's just having a rest. I've had a hard-on for about two hours." Maybe I can help you with that," she said, reaching under me to my shame. She expertly squeezed and stroked first my balls then my cock, quickly bringing me to my full six-inch attention. "So you haven't changed your mind? You still want to do this?" Absolutely!" I replied."You don't mind I've been. I remember one Friday late night; I was still not with any woman and I was feeling extremely horny and wanted some action; I mean I wanted some sex somehow from someone or with someone. I decided to go to the Video store for watching and renting some hard core videos to bring home and have as much fun as my body could endure. The weather was nice, cool and cloudy and I noticed that the large parking lot had lots of cars. I got a parking spot in the relatively darker far corner and went in.. We were also wet with sweat. “Wow, that, sure was a warm-up?” Malathi laughed and said.We sat the chair for some time talking, kissing, feeling each other when my dick would get soft, Malathi would squeeze me with her muscles or start grinding her hips to get it hard.As with other married women, that I have met, Malathi felt the need to tell me why she was doing this, I did exactly what I had done before; I listened carefully then expressed my empathy. I don’t know why men don’t understand that.