No words were said…just plain eye contact.My heart was beating faster….my cock was aching, and I started to feel sweat on my forehead. You crawle... on the bed and towards me, every now and then taking a look at my cock and smiling even a bigger smile. I held my breath for a moment until your hand touch the tip of my cock where my pre-cum was and you ran your finger tip over it and drew your finger back to your mouth, and let out a hearty mmmmmm. My heart skipped a beat at that very moment. I. " Yes......" I breathed against her neck admiring the huge hickey I hadleft behind."Was there tongue in this sexy kiss?" Yes....."She squeezed my throbbing boner. "And did you get this for her..... Oris it just for me?"I shivered unwittingly. "Just for you."She laughed almost maniacally. "Don't bullshit me, but don't worrybabe I am not upset. Let me tell you if she kissed me I would have ahard on all day, she is just gorgeous, I'm jealous."Her hand softened its grip on my erection and returned. Unlike the orgasm I experienced with Kareem, this one seemed more to do with my dominance over my husband and his complete submission to me.Looking in the mirror I could see myself face-sitting my husband, while he feverishly jerked his little dick. I smiled to myself, little dick, that was the first time I had ever though of Tim as having a little dick. Tim tensed and I knew he was near."Cum for me baby, hurry," I commanded, and like a good boy he started shooting off. I climbed off his face. She wanted to talk with you after we finished with her. She waited as long as she could, then told me she had to hurry home and start getting ready for tonight.”“How sad,” I dead-panned. “She spent all that time in your chair and never thought to say ‘Hi’ to me when I was sitting ten feet away. Oh well; we will just have to catch up later.”My mother gazed at me queerly, then hustled me into her chair. My nails didn’t require a fill yet; just new polish and artwork. The big question was what to.