Without a word, she led him across the busy street and down a dark alley to an obscure flight of wooden stairs. She felt his hesitancy, and gently coa...ed him on with a reassuring squeeze of her hand. Once on the third level, she reached inside her brassiere and withdrew a single shiny key that she opened the old creaking door with. She flipped on the light, threw her coat onto an old wooden table, and winked at him as if she was quite proud of herself."Tea, or me," she purred."Both," he. She took a deep breath and tried to relax a little as he pushed against her opening. Her husband was still below her and she felt his heart beating as hard as hers as she felt Mr. 106's cock tease gently into her opening . She gasped out lowly to signify a mix of pain and pleasure. He held it there then back out again and pushed in a few seconds later but deeper. She felt her muscle stretching trying to accommodate him as the head was almost inside her but he let it slide out again. He applied. He sucked and pulled it and it moaned in response. I took the palm of my hand pressing down against his cock. He grabbed my wrist in attempt to stop all of this but he didn't succeed.I reversed his hold on me and guided his hand to my now wet aching pussy. I quickly soaking the new panties. I placed his hand on my crotch and began rubbing it with his hand. It didn't take him long to take over. Swiftly he pulled the garment to one side and traced two fingers along my soaked opening. My eyes. “Yes. Thank you so much for everything. “I told Beverly.“No problem, Sam.’ She answered.Beverly hugged me lovingly.“Thanks for explaining it to Greg,” I told her.“That’s okay, but you will need to tell him the truth.” She said.“I know, but what if he hates me afterward?” I asked.“You need to trust him as a friend, he is a good person, I am sure he will understand,” Beverly explained.“Okay.” Was all I could muster.“Everything will be alright in the morning.” Beverly comforted me. “Now lie down.