“Do you want to taste it too?” Michelle asked, looking into Tina’s eyes. The corners of Tina’s mouth started to curl up into a smile as she c...ntinued to grind her body gently against Michelle’s. “I do want to taste you. But I don’t just want to lick your finger,” she purred. Michelle felt her stomach tighten with excitement, knowing what Tina was asking her. She also knew that she wanted to take the next step but she wanted to play a little. “What do you mean?” Michelle asked innocently. . The thought of it, my husband dumping his semen into another woman, had a curious effect on me. For some reason, unlike when they’d coupled in the living room at home, part of me was jealous, disturbed by the fact that another woman was going to take the seed that belonged to me. On the other hand, seeing hubby grunting and moaning as he squirted cum into the gorgeous Emma made me feel all fluttery inside. My clit throbbed and my breasts ached for a man’s hands to maul at them. Besides, I could. I tell her it is retail therapy and it wouldn't do for the husband of the senior partner to be drab and dowdy.Just then the door opened and I saw the eldest of my two pretty boys waltz in. Terrie who was thirteen just a couple of weeks ago minced in like the King of Sheba. He is a clean lad, luckily for me when he arrives home his school uniform looks as crisp as it did when he left this morning. As summer is nearly upon us the boy's uniform changes from a white blouse, brown pleated skirt,. Still I was disappointed that I didn't see her again, that is until I was heading to the checkouts. There she was, turning into the aisle ahead of me, looking at some items in the women's wear section. My pace picked up but I stopped ten feet short of where she was examining some blouses. My eyes focused on her bottom and I couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation of what might have been.I don't know how long I had been standing there staring at her beautiful butt when she turned and saw.