I remember slowly working my hands toward your ever so enticing ass as I massaged your legs, but when I crawled on top of you for the first time and m...ved the focus of my massage toward your ass, with my balls pressing firmly against the back of your smooth and slippery legs, my resistance to place my hard cock into the oiled crack of your ass quickly failed.Will you ever again feel my throbbing thickness slide back and forth between your butt cheeks before I enter the snug warmth of your pussy. ‘What? You knew that I dress up like girls?’‘Yes, honey. I just wanted to take you by surprise, I was right in the next building all day, waiting for my slut to finish her day and start mine!’ he said, leaving me shocked.Before I could say or do anything, he pushed me into the bed and came on top, holding my hands behind my head and planting his wet tongue into my mouth. My heart was racing, my feminine instincts had completely taken over me and I could do nothing but be the slut I am, I kissed. Of course, there was the wife to deal with, wondering what time I got in. This time my story was simple enough: dinner, headed to a friend’s house to watch something, fell asleep on the couch before I could call, so sorry, nothing personal.My wife glared at me. She knew I was lying, but couldn’t prove it. I promised her it wouldn’t be a problem again, that I wouldn’t go for a bit and just stay at home.At work, I went into phase 2. I called Teresa from my cell phone - harder to tie to any place. Would I be willing to give it to him? Could I even accommodate him without him doing damage to me?Both of his hands were on my swollen mound massaging softly. I was becoming very excited as he slowly caressed me from behind. I Spread my legs and allowed his fingers to explore more of me, gasping as his fingers found and toyed with my special places. Moaning, I unzipped his pants. I had to have his swollen member in my hand. Sliding my hand inside I grasped his cock working it around until I was.