He was going to be late.He got to the pool and as nonchalantly as possible sauntered into the lifeguard area. Of course, as the pool manager, Jill, wa... there checking everybody into work and giving assignments.He walked up to Jill and said, as nonchalantly as possible, “Hello, Ms. Harding.”Jill looked up to him, smiled and said, “Dinner tonight is on you. Brennan’s at 7 PM. Wear something nicer than you wore last night.”And she walked away…The remainder of the day was torture. He’d periodically. She slammed them down against the mattress, even though his strength could easily brush her away like a gnat. But she wanted him there, and wanted him to feel at her mercy.?Fuck me, bitch.? She hissed it, daring him. ?I’ve been wet all day, waiting for you. On the bus, thinking about your cock. Craving it. So, fuck me.?He bucked his hips, feeling the slickness on the head of his cock, the tight curls on her labia. It was a natural trick of anatomy that, rubbed together, things fit. Inexorably,. “Oh kutiya, behen ki lodi, kya maal gand hai teri randi. Dil agaya kamini ispe. Ab toh isse bhi choda karunga main kamini randi.”Who, “Aahahhhh aahhhhhh Jay mera raja hai tuh. Terko jaise chodana hai chod mujhe kutte. Teri rakhel ban gayi ho main. Mera ye badan tera hawas ka liya hai.” Ye sab sunke mujhe aur josh agaya aur main uski aur tezi se thokai karne lag gaya.Karib 20 -25 minutes ki thukai ke baad maine apna maal uske gand mein jhaad diya. Aur uske baju mein let gaya. Fir main wahan se. Ifollowed her past the sleeping passengers to the rear toilets. We wentinto one cubicle and shut the door. There was barely room for both ofus. But neither of us were complaining. She gripped me in a strongembrace and we kissed. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I'vealways been one for risky games, but never in such close proximity tomy husband. We broke and she went for my clothes, pulling my blouseopen and rubbing my breasts through my bra. She was rough andpowerful, but I didn't.