I said I was sorry if I hurt her. But making it with her was great."She said she always had dreams about having sex with me. She now wanted to do it w...th me one more time and we set it up a couple of days away." I knew she would be back. Nothing like a pity fuck.I was dancing with big tit Margaret. I told her I always wanted to feel her big breasts.She looked at me strangely saying it wouldn't be right. You're a married man and I am wife and mother.I'm dying Margaret, no one will ever know. I felt her slip her shirt off to lay naked in my arms. I pulled the last of my own clothing off and lay with my engorged member pressing into one of her fleshy cheeks. ‘I really want that.’ She rotated her hips in a way that ground her soft ass pleasurably against me. ‘It’s all yours, baby.’ I slipped myself between her legs and lined up with the entrance to her fleshy furnace. She rolled herself down on me, moaning as I slid inside her. ‘I love the way you feel inside me.’ She whispered,. That was amazing, Jason, that interview and also the article you wrote for Atlantic Monthly about the importance of poetry in a computerized society, and how you asked what it means to be human in a highly technological society and that was way before computers took over like they have. That one was visionary, really, sorry to be rambling.” “That’s okay, but I still don’t get it, what do you mean he was jealous…jealous of what?” “You.” Allison bit her lower lip, paused and took a deep breath.. Her bedroom was next to the laundry room that I was remodeling, and she pranced around me in her underwear, exposing a multitude of sun tanned skin to me daily. Her name was Lynn and she was a little fuller, with broader hips than her mother, but in her own rite, she was a knockout.I made up my mind that I would fuck all of these women before leaving their employ. I gave Nam Hui a low bid on the laundry room repair and she took it like it was a midnight madness sale, after Thanksgiving. I.