As she pulled me closer, I thought about my wife and her husband, sitting only 10 meters away from us, separated only by a thin wall. I looked down at...her. She was sitting on my desk, her legs and feet pulled up bringing her hips and cunt upfront. Her white sweater exposed rather than hid her pregnant belly and here milk filled titties. Her skirt was pulled up over her hips. Her cunt was fat and wet and not shielded by any panties. One hand supporting her behind her back, and the other pulling. AGAIN!” We’ve been fucking for nearly an hour when I ask one question, “Where do you want me to cum?” Her reply was a little surprising. “You have three holes to choose from. What’s more, any you don’t fill today……. you can fill tomorrow. Old Man.” I ask while still fucking her indoggy, “Can I re-use the holes, as well?” “Sure, just so long as you fuck me regularly. Come on Old Man. Fuck me good.” Well, with all my options open, I decide I’m going to enjoy her pussy some more. I gradually. I love the way you look at me. My husband used to look at me that way." She said. "Well I find you attractive." I said. "Well the way you look at me, the way you are looking at me right now, I would say you are a man wanting to make love to me and ravage my body . Am I right?" Jenny said staring intently at me. Sweat formed on my forehead and my got even harder as I quickly thought of the right answer for her question. But I was silent. "You know I have always had a little crush on you. I have. Both the heads! But being a bit of a realist and generally conservative in my thinking, I wasn’t counting on any serious action.The first thing my eyes fell upon when the door opened was a white bra. I was looking at her breasts!! I wasn’t expecting her to be so close to my height, and I must have surely let out an audible gasp when I saw her bra outlining her cute 32b boobs through the sheer white top that she was wearing. I looked upwards again the gentlemanly thing to do — rather than stare.