"I gotta cum, I gotta cum." And I did, shooting two days of accumulated sperm up into Marcia's back door. When I pulled out, she grabbed a tissue, wip...d her ass and pulled on her panties, ready to clean the office as usual. All I could think of was that I had to buy her some fancier panties, though I didn't know how she would explain them to her husband.Life became a blur for a while. I was fucking Jan whenever possible. With her husband's travel schedule irregular, still we would generally. The dining room looked like it might have been styled on a medieval inn, with rough-hewn tables and chairs made from native wood. The kitchen, by contrast, was all gleaming stainless steel, and long enough for three or four cooks to work without rubbing elbows.The upper floor was where the bedrooms were, configured in a U shape with a balcony giving access all around. One could look over the balcony from any point and see the living room, below. There was a communal bathroom upstairs, directly. A few seconds later, I responded to her hug by embracing her tight.The door was still open while we continued our hug. I broke the hug, closed the door, looked at her, and smiled.“How do you like my dressing today?” Shruti asked and continued to say, “I dressed for you, Nik.”“Oh my! Shruti! You know… I am…You are… I don’t know…” I stammered.“It’s ok,” she cooled me as she guided me to the couch.”Sameer has found a companion in a colleague from his work. For me, there is no one better than you,. I laid in bed, relaxed, comfortable, happy. My thoughts drifted to last night and how nice it was to have great sex with my husband. I had an orgasm even! As I drifted in and out of shallow sleep, my hand eased down my tummy and slipped under the loose elastic band of my G-string. I found the reassuring tussle of my neatly trimmed pubic hair and my fingers gently touched the area around my clitoris. I wasn’t sore from our sex last night, and I was still somewhat keyed-up. I began to slowly rub.