But, I’m married and I can’t do that again. I guess it was just a momentary slip. Marc had this kind of power over me, but thankfully that’s ove....And besides Jeray, do you realize that I’m a lot older than you are. I’m twenty-eight, and you’re still in college! And I am sure there are plenty of girls who are dying to have the chance to throw themselves at you.” She finished and smiled at the stud who stood in front of her with a towel around his waist. His perfectly chiseled torso, his. ?And guess what!... She gets a little wet too!? ?Shame on you!? The older man mimic’s as he shakes his head. ?All we’re doing is measuring you and you act like you want to fuck us all!? Blushing, more from anger now then embarrassment, she bites, chews on her lower lip as she forces herself to accept the humiliation. Staring toward the balding man, she can’t help blurting. ?Done? You all done with me now?? Tears trickling down her cheeks, she almost begs. ?Can I fucking go. Okay fuck it. It was cheating. Now I feel I should make a clean breast of everything. (No pun intended.) I am ashamed to say that she wasn’t the only cheat. There was also Martha and on occasion Susan, both of whom were married. They worked for the same company, but not in the same department as me, or one another. Neither of them knew about the other although they both knew about Barbara. They would call me and ask if I was going to be free on a given evening and if I could make an excuse or. .So I slap her back, untie her blue bikini-top, oil her back and relaxObviously my 'mindfull' weed works well, as she gets a grandioseIntelligent & interesting idea to "Please Professor Poet-PETER, can I sit between your legs, Love?Perfectly hidden from my mom's spying eyes, " Warmest of welcomes to come well and warm! Maybe even hot from me?Want me to help you take it off, lustful Love, looking for your sexy.