I stood with a sheepish grin on my face and slid around behind her, enfolding her in my arms. We swayed to the music blaring from the stage. She was w...rm against me, her arms holding onto mine, which were wrapped around her waist. I started nibbling her neck, but that sent shivers down her neck and she slapped me away. So we stood wrapped up in each other until the concert was over and the sun had set. It was a fitting end to the evening. The cool evening air was perfect as we walked one more. As John and Sandy were off playing 'voyeurs', Tracy and I sat quietly. Tracy seemed to be thinking about something so I remained quiet. Finally Tracy started to talk."John and I have never done anything outside of our marriage, other than with the kids. I'm a bit nervous; as I'm sure you can tell." She said looking me in the eye."Both Sandy and I have had some experiences with others, but other than Sandy's marriage to Frank Wilson, nothing ever came of any of these. If anything that happens. ” She said, so I pressed the head of my cock against her little tight hole and she pushed back. “Don’t move.” She said. “Let me do it.” Slowly she rocked her hips against my cock, at first just pressing against me then with each movement taking a little more of my head inside her. When we had got past the initial resistance the head of my cock slipped inside her. “Don’t move.” Half demanding, half begging she whispered. “I need to adjust to your size. You cock feels a LOT bigger back there.”. Dressed in a pair of faded, tight, ripped jeans and a plunging halter top that showed off her nicely tanned breasts. “Does this look OK?” is all she said. “Damn, how come you never dress like that when we go out?” She always tends to dress like a delicious little whore when going out with her friends and like a tomboy when we go out. “Whatever,” she said with a slight smile. “Have fun.” I was sleeping when I heard her stumble in the house, with someone else? I heard her friend Kim’s voice and.