For now at least. I smoothed my hands over my leg and then dropped it back beneath the water. Whatever now? I knew that he was transfixed by what I wa... doing and I could hear the brush of cloth as he continued stroking his cock. Perhaps he was imagining how it would be to cross those few feet, to come to me? I imagined his hands on my breasts, slipping down to my thighs until his fingers eventually touched my... The thought of it spurred me on and I let out a quiet moan as I pushed my feet. The antsy feeling came back and I wanted ‘me’ time again but knowing happy hour drinks would just piss wife off again, I didn’t push it. Especially since I was warned that consequences will rain upon me if I start the bar hopping again. I held off for as long as I could and tried to keep her happy, but dammit I needed to de-stress. I asked her to join me and she refused. Now there comes a time when all good men need to stand up for themselves and say ‘fuck it’ and do what they gotta do. So I. As she said this she was rubbing her cunt right there in front of me. Use the bathroom she repeated. As I was wacking off in the bathroom I realized that the layers between us were melting away one by one. The age difference, the friendship with her boys, all the taboos were fading just that easily. In the bathroom several bras and panties were drying on the shower curtain rod. I grabbed a nice silky bra and came into it like a wild man. Over the next few months I jerked off to her all the. She was numb. Like a robot she walked to her room stripped down to her panties and got in bed. Jacob called out receiving no response in return. He was worried about her like hed never worried about anyone. Making his way through the house he found himself at the doorway to her room. She was curled up in a ball under a thin sheet. A lump formed in his throat. Moonlight cascaded into the room highlighting her delicate curves. He sat on the edge of the bed beside her and began stroking her silky.