For the next few minutes we kissed passionately, my mind loosing itself in her warm, wet kisses and as she kissed my neck and around my ears, I felt h...r hand go on my tits as she now squeezed them. “Oh Carol” I moaned softly as she went back to kissing my lips. A few minutes more and her hand now went down to my pussy as I now began to caress her tits. Within a minute she moved my panties over and her fingers now began to rub my already wet cunt. I now unbuttoned my blouse and with her one. She appeared to be having dinner with her husband. Our eyes seemed to connect immediately. Certainly, more than was socially acceptable. As I sat down and was handed the menu, she asked me if I’d care to join them. She didn’t think I should be eating alone. Without looking at her husband, I accepted.As I moved over to their table, quick introductions were made. Her name was Terri and her husband was named Paul. He shook my hand at the introduction but it was less than impressive. Men in my. I don't remember the details of what she wore or how she prepared for the date. Maybe I was still at work and didn't observe that. But I do remember how the evening went in other ways. I was home alone with our baby and put the baby down for bed at 8:00 p.m. She had planned to be home by 10:00. At ten o'clock on the dot she called to tell me she would be late. She did not get home till after midnight. I was pissed off, worried, confused and at some level also aroused. That only confused me. It had been in the family for many years and had been given to her by her parents when she moved out. Her brother had bought them a fancy toaster-oven and even though her parents preferred the Sunbeam, they felt duty bound to use the new device."Can you fix it?" she asked as Bill examined it. He plugged it in on his test bench and used a small piece of plywood to activate the mechanism. He took a flashlight and shone it down into the bottom of the toasting cell and watched carefully as he tried.