.At least that was what she was taught. Last year she had given birth to Michael and Maria. After 10 years of marriage they were both at a loss. They...both still loved each other, but they had reached their limit. Adam had started to spend more and more time at the office, or that is what he said, which was sometimes true. She had seen the lipstick on her husband’s collar when she did the laundry. Apparently her name was Katie, the new receptionist at his office. She couldn’t blame him, wanting. ”“Hmm, she might be persuaded to negotiate a deal with you. It will involve dessert. Lots and lots of dessert,” Grace said playfully.“You always have dessert on the brain, my sexy little redhead.”“So do you, stud. How about a down payment now?”Back in the room, Grace suggested they take a shower together so they wouldn’t get sand in the bed.“You can use some of that lavender body gel and lather me up,” she said wickedly.Grace was incredibly turned on with his hands roaming all over her body as. I always felt that whenever he had an opportunity to be close to me, he stole glances to survey me from top to toe. His looks were so subtle that no one noticed them. However, a woman’s eye catches a man’s flirting glances, when he tries to send subtle messages through eye to eye contact.I was excited at his glances and very much wanted to reciprocate his glances with equally subtle eye to eye contact. I had tremors running down my body when he looked me up with his lusty glances.There were. I squirmed in the chair trying to ease the small itch building between my legs. Marcy noticed and smiled. “Feeling it, eh? I told you it can surprise you.”Now it came on in a rush. My nipples hardened to pebbles and my pussy demanded a touch. So I touched it. Marcy nodded, her arousal just as evident through her thin shift. That was obviously all she wore, because it had ridden up to expose the tops of her slim legs, and a dark patch beyond.She smiled and flapped her top to cool off her.