How she felt as another guy's hand felt under her bra and squeezed her bare tits, getting wet between the legs, feeling his hard cock press against he.... How it felt as he played with her hard nipples, thinking about how good it would be to let him finger her wet cunt.And, how, a couple of times, at parties, when she had had a lot to drink, she had found herself up against a wall, with a strange man's hand actually inside her panties, and had been unable to stop herself letting him slip a finger. When Jake finished kissing me, he leaned near my ear and whispered to me. "Take your hands and slowly pull down my shorts."Jake finally let go of my arms which were trembling at that moment and slowly placed them on the waist band of Jake's shorts and began pulling them down. He was much taller than me so I had to give them a tug to get them over his full cheeks than suddenly his cock jetted straight out at me, almost hitting me in the face. I had to kneel down to pull them down his legs and my. I hadn’t been back in my home town for many years, and I wouldn’t be here now except for my father’s funeral. Of course, she was going to be there. She was and is the wicked witch of Grand Rapids, my ex-wife. My father loved her, and so did I until she wouldn’t listen to the truth.When I saw her, the old hurt came welling up. I felt like I should run away as quickly as I could. I couldn’t run, and I had no desire to talk to her. Her last words to me echoed in my mind. “Go to hell you cheating. I think I’m gonna put a finger in right … .”I ended the call. Good thing I did, too, because I just had to jill myself off to three body-trembling orgasms. Jilling myself off not in my sex-appropriate lingerie, but in my serious-as-a-heart-attack business coat and pants instead. This was so depraved, but it felt so good that I just had to.I heard his car screech into the driveway. He ran to the door and flung it open. I met him there a second later, banging the door closed then flinging.