He offered me a beer and a joint, both of which I accepted. Soon I had a good buzz going; he had to work so he didn’t do either. We started talkin... about old times and getting each other off. I said “Hey Tom, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” I thought by the way he had been staring at my tits that he would readily agree. But he kind of himmed and hawed. I said “Oh come on, you know you want to. Check out these panties.” I pulled up my skirt. My panties were even more. That evening I sat down and composed a long email in which I explained all my feelings, the betrayal, the sickness in my stomach and how I hated her and myself for letting it happen, I reminded her how I had accepted the initial blame for the start of her affair with Jerry and how I could have let that go and started afresh but although I still loved her with a passion I could not see us getting on the right road again, I ended the email by reminding her that she was strong enough to get her. He was definitely a good-looking guy, and took great care of himself, which was a plus. My husband was the complete opposite. At one point I even found myself excited to go to the grocery store. I would tell myself to snap out of it, but I couldn't. Something had me hooked. I don't know if it was his personality, good looks or something else, but I was hooked. After about a month, we were going through the same routine and as he helped me load everything into the trunk, he asked me if I. Every time he switched back and forth, he licked up any juices. The more he swallowed, the more ravenous he became.By the time he reached her thighs' junction, he was flat licking her skin like a cookie dough bowl. Her labia gleamed, the opening winked at him. She looked tight as a drum. He couldn't wait to stick his dick in her. He gave up fighting. This was just too good to pass up.Dimly, he heard Suki talking to someone, but it wasn't important. He was too busy licking her genitals, from top.