Shortening the leash and guiding him a little more than normally necessary she purposely brushed against the bells, watching his face smooth out sligh...ly every time they chimed. Leading him out the back she smiled proudly at the garden. Neither of them were remarkably good gardeners, the area rather simplistic in design, but she still adored it. Smiling at the laugh he leaned forwards and tried to take a bite out of her shoulder, only to stumble again and laugh softly at himself. Tossing his. I got very wet and knew I had to at least try it. It was about a week after the meeting and I called him. I told him I was pretty nervous and it was probably crazy for me to consider this, but I decided I wanted to try it even if it was only one time. He said he understood and that his only word of caution was once I tried it there was a very good chance I would become addicted to it like a d**g. I thought about that as I hung up and still convinced myself that I would just try it once and. I walked in and he shut the door behind us. The light was on but it was dark inside and I could barely see his face. He walked towards me and pinned me up against the shelves, his hand on my leg moving higher to my hip. He pushed me backwards and kissed my neck, kissing me hard and biting my neck as her caressed my inner leg. He slipped his hand into my silky thong and felt my wet pussy on his fingers. “You are a very bad wife…” He whispered to me.Then I lifted one of my legs on to a shelf and. Her inner slut had taken her over and she had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it with everything she had right there. She just stared in awe as she stroked it with two hands. She finally broke her stare with his cock and looked at me. She gave me the look, asking me if it was ok. Obviously at this point, she had gone farther, faster than I could have hoped. I smiled and she bent down and kissed the head of his cock. She rolled her tongue around the head of it and could not get over.