I've never ever really known why though,” I replied.“Well how long have you felt this way about me now?” Erica asked.“I think about 2 and a ha...f years now honestly,” I replied.Then she just had a really stunned look on her face.“Really? And you have worked here for 3 years now?” Erica asked.“Yes,” I hesitantly replied.She gave me another kiss.“Well you don't gotta wait anymore, now you got me all to yourself. I had no idea that you felt that way about me honestly, I mean when was it exactly if. The cold latex strokes her bare shaved legs and got curved as her feet’s and calf fills the latex. The skin turns into red. With both hands in a firm grip over each of the latex covered legs, she gets both feet’s in place in a part of a second. She did a forced move of her arms into the sleeves as she fixated the upper part of the suit over her tan shoulders, together in a two-foot jump. Next was to fixate the hands and fingers into right place. The fingertips were without talcum, still soaked. Her tongue working a special treat every now and then as a delightful pleasurable surprise to his pink engorged glans. Shamus took in her equally glistening pink wide revelation resting on its fur carpet between her legs. In its eye opening natural beauty her coochie promised immediate pleasure. In touch it delivered ego delight two ways. In the promised delivery of immediate and continual delight of shared pecker penetration and pussy embracing; it took them both to a promised land; the refuge. Our conversation kind of faltered after a few minutes, and someone announced over the PA system that dinner was now served, and Linda looked around and said, “So, are you married now? Have you got someone here with you?” She kind of shrugged as she said that, and I stammered, “No. I’m umm, married, but we’re separated.” I swallowed, almost hating to acknowledge the fact to another person, and I added, “Umm, going through a divorce.”I couldn’t help sighing after I spoke, but Linda said, rather.