Each time he got up to get another drink or something he'd end up sitting a bit more closely to me until he was right beside me. Mid-conversation he g...t that look like he wanted to kiss me, but was on guard. I decided, "fuck it" and leaned in and kissed him. He was surprised, but it only took a few seconds before his tongue was snaking into my mouth, which I returned readily.I didn't want things to go too far though, so as his hand wandered to the front of my jeans I pulled away and said that. Just go with it. As if she had a choice, right?As they pulled away from the curb, he lazily let his right hand drape between her thighs, pushing the short skirt even higher. His eyes flicked across and down for an instant as his palm settled, fingers just barely touching. “I’ll have those off,” he said quietly and moved his hand back to the steering wheel.She swallowed hard and, keeping her eyes down, pulled her panties off, stuffing them in her purse.“That’s better,” he said calmly. That’s how. Damn husbands!The next several days were much easier to take. I knew I had something to look forward to in only a week. I wondered if it was more pictures of Michelle or something else I’d love. The house still felt lonely, but I had those pictures to look at wherever I went in the house. Of course, in a way, it didn’t help that I knew another man was now getting to see her the same way, and even much more provocatively… in person… and making love with her whenever they wanted.By the middle of. I was a sissy in love with the boy next door. I would play housewife on weekends when my folks were away and any chance we got to sneak off from classes to our little hideaway we would take and fuck each others brains out. I was very familiar with Peter's cock by now, when it was inside me, it felt like it belonged. I loved the taste of his cum too. Every chance I got I would be on my knees milking him for my own nourishment.One day he passed me at lunch and handed me a plastic cup and said,.