She realises my cock, without saying a word I get dressed and go back to my house. I don’t do anything for the rest of the day but think about what ...ad happened. I’m surprised that I don’t feel guilty for cheating on my wife I suppose it’s because I really enjoyed myself. The next day I drop the kids off at school and start walking home I don’t see Pooja on my way home I was hoping to bump into her as she is all I can think about.When I get home I go into the kitchen and make my self a cup of. We flirted casually around the office, but I didn’t think anything of it, because he already had a girlfriend. We were friends outside of work, and we often met up, trips up to the cinemas, picnics in the park, or even just movie nights in front of my TV. One night, my relationship with John was taken to a whole new level. It was late-ish, around 10pm. I was snuggled in on my couch, a storm raging outside my window. John was supposed to be going out to dinner with his girlfriend that night, so. So he had kept going.He stopped in a rural area and got a job delivering LP gas to outlying farms and homes in the area. It was during one such delivery that he had been offered a job by the co-owner of the LP gas distributor he worked for.This was where he found himself working and living when the disaster hit. He now had the farm to himself. The owners had left, shortly before the disaster, to try to convince their children to return to the farm. They never made it back.The owners had been an. I had to let one breast loose while I slipped the other inside the cup, she squeezed her arm closely to her side, preventing the bra from slipping and allowing her small breast escape again, while I repeated the action on the other breast. With a silent sigh of regret I was done."Thank you," she whispered, blushing a little.I just stammered something, I still don't remember what. I was both embarrassed and turned on. During the rest of the ride it seemed as if she was deep into reading her.