"Hold on, I am to, Oh, Yes! Im cumming, fuck! Cum, Cum all over yourself!" I replied, panting.I looked over only to see Rod shooting a stream of cum s...rait into the air. That set me off. I began to cum with the same intensity as Rod. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had. Both of our loads landed on our thighs and stomach. We sit here, trying to catch our breath. I looked over at him and smiled. He returned the favor. "Holy shit, that was amazing. That was the best orgasm I ever had." Rod. Um er.. maybe we could jam again or something..... N E way...call me if you want...I'm here.............. Later!!" (my enthusiasm waned as I finished the message) I starting getting depressed thinking he would'nt call. I took a deep breath and let it out. I grabbed the bottle and poured another drink. I walked to the bedroom and stared at the card. I pulled out my cock and stroked it slowly. I sucked my finger. I remembered my wife's dildo in the drawer next to me. It was an exact replica of. Her skin looked silky-soft as she stood there with no panties or bra on. She smiled at me with her plump red lips and leaned into the camera.I started stroking again as she let the shirt fall off one of her shoulders. She sat on the bed like that and rubbed her clit gently.Mallika: You like that?Me: I wanna see how wet you are.Mallika: Oh really? Here you go.She finger-fucked herself and moaned into the camera as I watched her. She brought her fingers close to the camera and they were stuck. I imagined myself walking into a bar full of lusty fit young men with hard cocks gawping at me and their jealous girlfriends sneering in contempt at my overt sexual display. Oh well that was my naughty little day dream over. I like wearing short skirts and love teasing men by giving the odd flash of my knickers but I would never wear a tiny skirt like this in public. On the Friday the sun was shining, my last appointment finished early and was only in Swindon so I got home before Emma or.