From the day she arrived, the air was filled with a sexual tension. Lorrie had blossomed into a gorgeous young woman. Her breasts were incredible and ...er long legs were longer. She was very open and loved attention. Her room was right next to the master bedroom and she never closed the door. I would get up and walk out in the morning and glance in the mirror to see Lorrie stretched out on the bed wearing only panties, her naked breasts exposed. My cock would rise as I dreamed about what was. "Shoot! It's nearly six! Barry will be home any minute!" I said, rushing to put my clothes back on.Mark quickly got dressed and ran to his car. He gave me a wink before driving off.I sat in my room, flustered with excitement. I was going to try for a baby!-|-The next evening couldn't have come any quicker. Mark had booked us at the fancy restaurant in town, while I went with the Julie story as an alibi. She knew about Mark and me, which is why if Barry were to get suspicious, Julie would lie. Standing, I entered her entirely in one full thrust. I swear I was nearly in her throat !!! Hissing, she growled at me to fuck her like that as that's how she likes it in her. We fucked for what seemed an age in hard full fucks which of course was amazing. Getting brave, I lifted my foot onto the chair and tipped the angle slightly so our pelvises got closer. This resulted in me fucking her deeper. She reciprocated by slamming backwards into my groin. It know was a battle in who was fucking who. After the elevator incident we had dinner, danced, a few drinks and he spent the night, in my bed, between my wide spread legs. And we did it the next night, and the next. I had loved every minute of it and had never felt guilty about that dalliance in the least. When I got home to my husband I just fucked him a little more often to make it up to him. Nor have I regretted the few others I have cheated with over the years.Now I retrieved my hand from Billy's and wondered when this young Turk.