If she’d simply told Ed that she didn’t want to date him again, it would have been far easier on him. Instead of chasing her around and begging he... to go out with him, she got him hooked and then left him twisting in the wind.That would never happen with me. She clearly saw that I would not be Ed. So, with me she’d changed her tactics. She was all over me like a cat in heat. She was rubbing her big old titties against me and letting me feel on her ass, all while giving me the bullshit routine. I was trembling with excitement, I watched the mirror and watched the clock in my car. The minutes ticked off like hours, my cock needed no encouragement, and he was ready to show her how much he missed her. I absently stroked my dick and waited. Like clockwork she appeared from the side door and I swear my dick got even harder (if that was even possible). My heart skipped and raced, I couldn’t wait to cum for my blonde goddess. She crossed the street and did that strolling thing again,. Today I just moved it gently over my clit, back and forth while I squeezed my tits hard enough to hurt. I wasn't going to last long not with all those disgust images of the sex shop in my mind. This time he was shoving his cock deep inside me, and pumped it in and out hard. My orgasm swept over me and I was still."That was fucking fantastic," I said out loud, "perhaps I'll go back to that shop and see what else I can pick up."Once I decided to go back there, although more than a little scary,. Another smile formed on my face at his woeful state, and I reached to pump yet more creamy lotion into my hand. To add to his torment, I turned my back to him, bent over at the waist, and then rubbed the lotion into my legs. He had an unobstructed view of my smooth slit, my full ass, and my puckered asshole but he had no chance of gaining access to any of them.I loved to tease my husband like this, and have increased how much I do so ever since he allowed me to lock up his dicklet; a fun.