The thought that she had driven from her house like that only made me crave her more... then finishing me with her classic comment: been crazy horny s...nce yesterday... I desperately need you to eat my pussy right now... that day the surrender was much quicker... reflecting back I realize that what I enjoyed through that sexual friendship is there no expectations to manage... and somehow the surprises more frequent and more fun... once I went jeans shopping with her... as she went into the stall. Ally did not drive her parents’ cars, both being company cars, and was a bit stuck since they live out of town. I offered to take her to her friend’s house and, with the promise of sexual favors, I was eager to return for her later. Nearly four hours passed before I received a text from Ally. It read, “Cum get me when ur up 4 it ” The face with a tongue turned my thoughts to a blowjob. I let the others know I was going to pick her up and left. As I pulled up in front of her friend’s house, Ally. Karen just yawned and closed her eyes. Soon enough she was sleeping with a bit of a smile on her face. I watch her for a few minutes before falling to sleep myself. I woke up with the feeling like I was about to piss the bed when I realized, Karen had me fully hard and down her throat. What I was feeling wasn't me about to piss the bed but me about to cum down her throat. When my orgasm hit I held her face tight against me shooting my cum down her throat, not a drop get in her mouth. I guess it. Well for a first few years of our marriage I worked as a construction worker flipping stores into chainstores and one of our biggest clients was Guess Jeans and we had a contract for the whole east coast which ment I had to do alot of traveling and spent sometimes 4 to 5 days on the road. My wife was left alone quite a bit as for at that time and began to get lonely and would often complain about it when I got home . I did feel bad and sympathized with her a great deal but didnt know what to do.