"You wouldn't be able to see the grain."Becca looked suitably chastened."Where do you get your wood from?" asked Steven."Mr Dowgill lets us have some ...f his offcuts."They managed to extract themselves eventually with a promise from Becca to come in on Boxing Day. Becca then had a busy evening cooking dinner and wrapping Christmas presents for the Damsels. Steven helped her with both which meant that Becca had to take frequent breaks to thank and kiss him. They agreed to give each other and Mary. "In reverse order I calmly said, "Mom I always use a condom and I have never slept with a girl but I have been to bed with a woman." I was hoping to make her visualize me with a grown woman not some one my age. It backfired."Damn it, your having an affair with an adult. I won't allow it, this will stop immediately." Shit, she was back into mother mode, taking control. I knew I had to nip this in the bud and turn it around; but I had to be cool or I would just seem like an argumentative. It was all over in five minutes but it was only a starter. I took him upstairs and into my bed. It was longer and more passionate this time and I came harder than even in the hotel room. This was not just any ordinary bed it was the marital bed. The bed that I had been faithfully sleeping in with my husband for all those years. I was with another man now; it seemed that I was being unfaithful in the marital bed and I just kept cumming and cumming. Afterwards we lay there talking and sharing. Her tingling pussy was now dripping at the ministrations of this grocer. Her legs parted on their own accord and he reached down to carry his squeezing into her inner thighs and finally her seething, soaked pussy. That set off her accumulated lust trigger and she cried out in helpless craving and fell right down onto her knees. In that posture she presented an awesome sight on all fours. Her face was glazed with lust and her ass quivered in wanton lust. She wriggled her hips and pressed.