She opted to go without panties today, hoping that if he ever found out he would be instantly aroused. The thought made her quiver a bit. But then, Am... sighed. She constantly worried about her looks, thinking she needed to lose some weight and get a boob job to fix things. This didn’t stop her from exchanging pictures with Dan online. He had a way of making her feel comfortable and wanted any time they talked. Dan always said she looked great as she is, but she just wasn’t sure if she believed. I loved her boobs to the level that I kept on touching and sucking her boobs for the next 10-15 minutes. I then moved on to kiss her beautiful navel and Akhansha was giving a slightly louder moans. Her moans were making my already hard dick harder. I got up and took off her jeans and started to touch her hot thighs.I then started to kiss her sexy thighs. While kissing her thighs I was rubbing her pussy over her panty. In no time, I took off her panty and was fingering her clit. Akansha was. She asked who the other woman was. I was trapped. I couldn't make up a story about another woman to keep my secret hidden because that would allow her to use infidelity as the reason for separation, and I would lose everything I have. So I had to confess...She didn't believe me at first, but after about 30 minutes of questioning me (the longest 30 minutes of my life) as I sat petrified on our bed, she changed her attitude into that of a confident conqueror who has total control of the man. Each of the nightstands holds a standard lamp, each lighting the room with a faint yellow glow. I scrunch up my nose and I shake my head in disapproval as I slowly sit down on the edge of the bed, feeling the mattress dip and squeak in protest under my weight. I cross my legs as I look across to see a cherry red dresser, the same design as each of the nightstands next to the bed. The dresser has four rows of drawers lined up on top of each other, the very top row has two mini dressers as if.