I mean, no. The tiramisu or the Oreo?” “Ha-ha, both. Rain, release it doll,” he said as his innocent smile melted into a devilish grin. An orgas... was not in the plans. I wanted to ride on the edge...and Jon knew it. So, I responded, “Nuh huh.” I picked up my fork, sliced a sliver of cake, and slid it in my mouth. Insistent, Jon responded by pressing the flat of his palm into my vulva. He moved his hand back and forth; he fingered my vee and plucked my clit with more determination than ever. His. I'd never seen one thing to make me believe that she wasn't faithful. She had always been loving and affectionate so why was I thinking the thoughts of her that I was thinking?The answer of course was the ease with which Penny gave it up. It was circular thinking at it's worst. No matter the question, no matter the doubts, no matter the "why am I" it always came back to how quickly Penny had spread her legs and given in to those two men. How could a faithful wife do that?I didn't get much done. It is perfect for finding sea glass. Our area on the coast is not very populated and many times I’m the only person on the beach. It’s great therapy to focus your mind on seeing the colors and being away from everything else. The solitude is so refreshing!I grabbed my lucky plastic bag, loaded a bowl for the beach and jumped in the car. It’s a short drive to my favorite hunting spot on the beach. I got to my spot and set out on the soft sand. Some days you see the light just right or you look. They are round and firm and gloriously big. I cannot help myself, I reach out and ask "may I?"She says "ok, just for a second".I cup her tits, one in each hand. My thumbs play over her nipples and I lean forward and kiss all around one nipple and then the other. Finally I capture one between my lips. I suck gently on it. My tongue rolls over the nipple. It hardens and I suck a little more on the firm tip. I pull gently and she moans softly. Methinks she likes it!. Then I switch to the other.