Ragged breaths tickled my ear. "I turn up to fix your leak, and create another drip instead."He rolled firm fingertips over my jewel and I rocked my h...ps, spitting, "Fuck. Gonna come."With a flourish, he circled me just right, skimming the exposed hood and I rode the cusp. Rising. Cresting.The stimulation stopped and I emitted an anguished squawk that he plugged with slick fingers, juices swamping my senses. I suckled a moment, before he twisted my jaw away from the mirror and withdrew.My anal. He was rather funny as well. Then Mark said, "We should be going so we could pick up Cindy." Tim motioned for me to get in and then followed behind me. The front seat was a bench seat not bucket seats and the three of us were comfortable there all bunched together.By the time we arrived at Cindy's house we were all laughing and getting along famously. We were a nice mix of personalities. Tim jumped out of the car and jogged up the walk way to get Cindy. Mark and I talked then we saw Tim coming. Jenny showed her a picture of Michael that she carried in her hand bagand asked if Maggie knew who he was. There was no pretence, nohesitation she just said, "Yeah that's Mike, he's my boyfriend." Nomatter what Jenny asked her about him she didn't hold back, she washappy to tell the older woman everything. It was clear to Jenny thatMaggie wasn't the cleverest girl around and she was far too trusting.Exactly the sort of person that a predator like Michael would prey on.Maggie explained that. I’d tried to convince her that she was wrong and that there were plenty of men out there who’d find her sexy but she was having none of it, and it looked like that side of our sex life was a thing of the past. That was until one night last week when I was down at my local enjoying a pint with David, a good friend of mine. David and I had been friends for years and there were few secrets between us so he knew the problems I was having with my wife. He agreed with me that my wife was still a very.