Susan lay there, still as a board, as the man fucked her with long, hard strokes. She was trying very hard not to respond, but she could feel the ting...e starting up again and she knew that if the man fucking her didn't cum pretty quick she would end up disgracing herself again. Unfortunately for her the man had stamina and he pounded steadily into her. Susan tried, she really did, but soon her hips were pushing back up at the man, and then her hands came up to grip him. Finally, the words. Peter, my oldest, was 5 years old, and Andy was3 years old. Since Geoff had a very good job as a partner in a law firm,I didn't have to work. All I had to do was to be a wife, and a mother.I sighed at my good fortune. I was truly happy. It made me rememberthat it wasn't always that way . . . . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Exactly one year earlier . . . . I remember the phone call like it was yesterday. I was at my officepreparing a demand letter for a client. As a. I found her in the garden doing the beds, she was wearing shorts, no bra and a loose top. She hadn't heard me pull up and walk in. I stood and watched her as she bent over pulling weeds and tidying flowers. Her tits showing in the large arm holes of the loose top as she bobbed here and there. Her very cute butt wriggling as she fought with whatever weed she was trying to pull out. My cock was rock hard. I watched for a while from the other side of a hedge, she didn't know I was there. The one. And now his hand slid over his bulging cock.I stared, transfixed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he was studying me closely. I couldn't tear my gaze away from his crotch, but I knew he was watching me, gauging me response.He slowly unzipped his fly and pulled out his now almost completely rigid cock. He was still focused on my eyes and my eyes were still focused on his, now exposed, cock. As I regarded it, sticking up proudly, hard and eager for a touch, I felt my pulse.