It didn't take long for my balls to tighten up again as the cum was filling up. I grabbed Sarah by her arms and made her stand up, I switched position... with her and went down onto my knees. I gently stroked the inside of her thighs and lifted her skirt up, I noticed she had matching panties and also there was already a massive wet spot... Also the smell.... THE SMELL!!! so sweet and enticing.I caressed her buttocks and worked my way up to the top of her knickers, I gently pulled them down her. How did it happen?' 'He asked me to dance. It didn't take me long to realise he was getting a hard-on.' I wondered how many men at the party had got an erection dancing with another man's wife. 'That doesn't surprise me,' I grunted. 'You're a sexy woman and, if I'm honest, I got one dancing with Lorraine . In my defence, I can only say she definitely encouraged it.' Sarah managed a small chuckle. 'Did she blow you, afterwards?' 'Sadly, no. Maybe I should have asked her to, considering she. Actually her hand felt quite nice there and I felt myself wettenslightly. I was embarrassed by that but could not get my mind off her handand the effect it was having on my body. I listened to her breathing and found it to ragged, not the slowshallow breath of someone asleep. Was she awake and doing this on purpose?I had to find out so I spread my legs a little to see what she would do.She readjusted, sliding her hand higher onto my thigh. My body reacted; Icould feel the gush that. Work was getting hectic and life was without any fun apart from the weekends with lots of beer.I started enjoying my new lifestyle, but then there was something missing in my life. I was crazy about sex and love. But after I broke of with my ex-girlfriend i was feeling lonely. Though I never had sex with her as I believed in divine love I realized I should have fucked her and enjoyed my days with her. I was transforming into a bad boy from the so called sober, emotional good boy next door..