Your door is ajar and I walk in. As I do my hand goes to my shoulder, pushing my top away, exposing my flesh and the basque I have put on underneath f...r you. My underwear is pushing my breasts upwards, my nipples are huge and erect. I unbutton my top slowly, looking at you, our eyes meeting and not moving away from each, you watch as I slowly unbutton myself, trailing a finger down my cleavage. I put my finger in my mouth and suck, watching your reaction. You have your cock in your hand as you. “Who is that guy with you?” Tim questioned.“Dan is my husband. We’re out celebrating our fifteenth wedding anniversary.”“Congratulations, he’s a very lucky guy to have such a beautiful looking wife.”“He thinks so too,” she smiled taking a sip of her drink.“I like your dress, very sexy,” Jason complimented.“Thank you or do you mean what’s inside my dress,” she beamed a hand lightly to his knee. “I love wearing sexy dresses for Dan, he’s such a good husband to me.”“Yes, that too,” Tim’s eyes. ”I knew better than to argue with her and instead turned the tables on her.“So you were pretending to sleep and just wanted to hear an old man talk to himself,” I said. “Trying to make me think you were asleep when you should be making me breakfast.”Looking surprised, Anita sat up saying, “Lo siento, I’m so sorry – quieres el desayuno? I’ll get it now.”She started to get up but I held her tight. “Sweety, you are my breakfast.” I said and immediately latched my mouth on her tit. Anita laughed. He looked like the Hispanic type. He had a wonderful hair cut and he definitely worked out. She thought she may have seen him at the gym she belonged to. It was hard for her to tell what was happening at the distance she stood, but she felt like 'Rico Suave' wanted to come in for some 'hide the sausage' action and Emerill was reluctant. After some heavy petting and spit swapping in the front seat of the Jag 'Rico' won out.A month later Emerrill and Annette were fucking almost every Wednesday..