I opened the front door. There stood Cathy, my favorite delivery person. She had on a pair of white athletic shorts and a cream-colored crop top with ...paghetti straps. Her ample breasts stretched the top to its limit.“Here are your pizzas, Mr. Powers. Will that be all for tonight?” She said in her familiar flirty voice.“No, I’m taking you up on your offer from the last time. Please come in,” I said as I took the pizzas.She noticed the envelope in my hand and I handed it to her. She opened it. As I pumped Aunty’s fanny I kissed her neck, I knew it turned my girlfriend on so I thought I’d try it on her. “Oh yes Kev I like that, but no biting, I have to go back to my old man remember.” Suddenly Rita’s legs curled around my back, I felt her stockings rubbing on my hips and her heels against my bum. Gently she started to control the speed of my thrusts by pushing with her heels, she moaned into my ear and told me how big and stiff my cock was. I knew I would last longer second time. Her big toe brushed against his cheek, and from his vantage point here as he knelt at the foot of the bed he could see her pussy beginning to open like a flower, the outer lips parting and the inner petals beginning to show themselves—a sure sign of her arousal.When he had reached the last of her toes, he was tempted to try using his teeth, but some instinct made him resist; perhaps he decided he'd pushed enough for one day. Instead he began to kiss back up her body, switching from leg to leg,. Too bad though, dad seemed like an OK sort of man. And wasn’t it interesting that my faithful wife was spending her time with the man that ran her husband off? And he was giving her a car? In payment for what? I just nodded as men do when talking about other men’s problems with women. ‘Maybe so. Not my concern though, sir, I just work on these cars. I can’t afford one of my own anyway.’ We made the deal, he gave me a cashier’s check for the full amount and drove me back to my truck. I shook.