He was smarter than her, or so she felt. He never really tried to make her feel stupid, quite the opposite, he was always trying to put her at ease, t... calm her down and make her feel good. That was why she liked him so much. Why she was here was something else entirely. She chastised herself. This was how ‘it’ happened last time. She was in a bad place, searching for the first thing to hold on to. Her past relationship was a mistake. ‘This wasn’t a mistake’ she kept telling herself. So why. My fingers went into her wet pussy. My husband’s cum and her fluids made the entry effortless. I withdrew my fingers and put them to her lips. I felt her take my wrist to hold it while she sucked my fingers like a cock.I climaxed again.I wanted to taste the same mix of Sofia and Chuck that she was sucking from my fingers. Moving down, my tongue slipped between her labia to taste what I was seeking. I felt her hips thrusting as though she wanted a release and I wanted her to get it. I tongued. When he arrived we recognised him instantly from his photo, he looked very sexy and said His name was Ray. He first complimented me on my looks and then the outfit, scoring points straight away. We had a couple more drinks sat in the bar, chatting and getting to know one another just enough. I was sat next to Ray and his hand strayed to my leg, perhaps as a test, at which hubby didn’t look as impressed as he had only a few minutes earlier! Ray seeing the look on Andy`s face then asked if we. I think she felt the same way. It might sound stupid, but there was nothing left to say and no way to put it into words anyway.In a minute or so, she moved her hand and resumed massaging me. I slowly deflated and she slipped down my legs a bit and I slide slowly out of her. She rubbed oil on me and oil over my slippery cock to hide the smell and make it seem like nothing had happened. I closed my eyes and dozed off for a moment, not really asleep but somewhere else in the universe. Her hands.