.. that would be better. Then they would be a man and woman who gave each other precious little gifts such as the one she was considering now. Yes, wh...n she came home she would be whole again. There would be time enough for everything when she came back home to him.Kyle straightened up and stood in front of his wife. He saw her eyes glow hotter as she watched him lick each finger dry of the fluids she'd gushed over them in her climax. He used his forefinger as a squeegee to rake more juices off. I opened the door. She was angry but still looked cute as fuck. She started scolding me. I didn’t say a word. She told that she had forgiven me. She started crying. I did not know what to do. She said that I was her only friend and I also ignored her. I brought her a glass of water. She drank it. I took her to stop crying.She finally stopped crying. Then, I apologized for whatever I did. Then, we talked for half an hour. Then, she asked me what do u like about me? I said, “you are kind,. "Uh, no, not at all. I was just.. uhh.. relaxing." Mind if I come in for a second? Or are you going to leave me standing on the front porch?" I unlocked the screen door and let her in. "You know I saw everything, don't you, honey?" My heart sank and my cheeks flushed. This woman is the neighborhood gossip, and before long everybody - including my wife - would know what she'd seen. She saw me blush, and winked at me. "You're afraid I'll tell everyone what I caught you doing, aren't you?. That was fun.He took every opportunity to play with me that he could. He wasconstantly touching and fondling my new tits. He would even take timeoff from work to come over during the day and work me up instead. I hadnever been so well fucked so often as that. It was great.Of course, there was only so much of poor Steve to go around and evenhe, as good a lover as he is, could "keep it up" (so to speak) for thatlong and do justice to the two of us. No surprise that his attentionsto you began to.