So I grabbed her by the wrists and swayed toward her. She lightly gasped, but didn’t draw back. We kissed for a brief moment. She seemed to hum in d...light, but then pulled back and looked at me nervously. “Ugh, sorry, this night has been so strange. It’s like—I thought I liked Julian, but he’s been kinda weird all night, hasn’t he? And now we’re kissing each other. And I—I don’t know, Tim. We work together.” “Hey, first of all, Julian’s not weird. He’s an awesome guy.” “Yeah, I guess…” My. She had a friend who was very well to do and owned a prominent business within his community but he had recently divorced and was looking for someone to attend an awards ceremony with him. She asked me if I would consider it and even though I found out he was more than double my age I said, “what the hell, I’ve not got anything else going on that night.” The night came and I had only spoken to him on the phone thus far, but I had arranged to get dressed at his house instead of driving an hour. "Your turn Cindy," I said and she obliged, moving her lips to kiss myhusband's meat.Still running her hands over it, she began to lick it before opening herlips and letting it inside her mouth. I left her to it and sat back towatch. It was quite an arousing sight, watching this hot crossdressersucking on her first cock, my husband's, while he, blissfully unaware ofher little secret, urged her on."God, Cindy, you're quite the cocksucking schoolgirl whore," he groanedas she eagerly bobbed back. On my instructions she got him to rub suntan lotion into her several times and did the same to him, accidently rubbing her self and her tits against him until he got a stiffy but pretending she hadn't noticed . I also instructed her to get two particular pics of her, one on her back sunbathing, erect nipples, and pussy lips prominent, but with a book over her face (casually), and one lying on her front with her arms obscuring her face, so that in the event it could be deniable that it was a.