You then look at me."You ready?" you say"Mmmmm yes" I sayYou take me by the hand and lead me out of the airport. We get to my car quickly. I open both...doors and we get in. I start the car and we drive from the airport to the motel.The whole way there, you hand has found it's way back onto my pussy and you are rubbing me making me wetter and hotter. My hand has found it's way back onto your cock and I am stroking you again.I drive fastly to the motel. We get there quickly. I pull into a spot and. He was so caring and kind. He always complimented me on my clothes and had something nice to say to me every day.My husband, Alex, seemed to forget that I was a person in my own right and only complimented me on what a good mum I was or how well I managed the girls. Suddenly in a space of 12 months, Alex no longer saw me as his lover, only the mother to his c***dren.The more time my boss Byron and I spent together, the more I began to feel attracted to him. I knew that he was feeling the same. ‘Stand up’, she ordered me, ‘let us see what you have’, she continued, and as I rose to my feet, albeit shakily, my chiffon fell to my ankles, to reveal to her eyes my total offering, firm breasts, flat tummy, and shapely legs, but her eyes were on the prize, my thigh gap, and the curvaceous flow of my cunny disappearing into the gap, my labia, still a thin line of unopened flesh, a little girl look that drove men wild with passion, and her long fingers easily parted, as she whispered into my. " he said looking up from his paper work."Don't you like waiting?" she replied."Actually, I'm surprised you came at all. I figured you'd duck out, or at least bring someone with you." I can take care of myself, thank you." she responded coldly."Oooh, well aren't we tough. We'll see about that." Keith said as he put his pencil down."Look, if this is some lame brain attempt to screw me, you can just forget it. I'm not easy or cheap." Don't worry. It's not as simple as that." he responded. "This.