They could not think of a way to justify Ian being with Pat on his day off but, unintentionally, Cyril gave Pat some good news in the early evening. H... had been due home that night but he phoned her with slurred speech to say that he and his two mates were staying a further night and he would not be back until the following afternoon.Pat needed to contact Ian and thought it best to be, sort of, upfront about it. She phoned his landline and when Ian's wife answered, as was always likely, Pat. She dried off and opened the bathroom door to clear the mirror so she could do her hair. Bill walked in nude, and she loved the way he looked. Slim, but not skinny. Fit, but not bulky, about perfect in her mind.Bill showered while she did her hair, and he stepped out and dried himself. He brushed his hair and then surprised her by just pulling it back into a pony tail. She now remembered him doing the same thing yesterday morning."You don't dry your hair? I mean, blow dry it?" Jennifer. She felt the instinct in her womb, her vagina was practically pulsating. It was taking everything in her not to succumb to Jackson’s advances. She had to run, she had to run right now, streaking back to her home in just her bra and undies or she was going to cheat on her husband. She knew it. She knew what was happening and what she had to do, but she remained still as he leaned in and his lips pressed against hers. She opened her mouth, letting their tongues intertwine as every bit of moral. She started playing with my cock. After a couple minutes I pulled her shirt off. She didn't resist so I unlatched her bra. To this day those are the best tits I have seen in my life. Her nipples were dark pink between the size of a nickel and a quarter, and stuck out a little over 1/4 inch. Absolutely perfect. I started sucking on her nipple. She grabbed the back of my head and smashed my face into her boob. "Oh my god." was all she could say.As I continued my assault on her tits I slipped my.