Anytime my husband and I went over our finances, he would point out how much I made and joke that I was sleeping with my boss. Then, I’d joke that I...only slept with my boss once and was blackmailing him into paying more. We laughed at those jokes because Oliver didn’t know what Mr. Pearson looked like.In my entire dating history, I never thought about cheating on any man or woman I was with. It wasn’t until Oliver starting making those jokes and ignored my sexual needs for weeks that I started. She wore a dress then. And she’d worn a skirt one time to another dance.“More than the average tomboy,” said Mrs. Carter, smiling. “You staying for supper with us?”“No, I have to get home. The lady at the flower place said I was ignorant and that if Val’s dress is going to be white, I have to call her and tell her.”Both adults laughed, which I thought was pretty rude.“It won’t be white,” said Mrs. Carter. “Not this time.”I wondered which time it would be white, but decided not to ask. I knew. Felicity stood up and ran her index finger down the length of Laura’s nose and over her lips. Felicity for a moment played with the top of her panties, watching Laura’s reaction. Her pussy lips were pressed against the gusset of the white cotton. Laura looked, unable to take her eyes away from them. Then she looked up at Felicity with her emerald eyes and then looked down at her long, shapely legs. Felicity adjusted her panties again and then lowered them slowly. Laura couldn’t believe how. Do it, lick me, lick my hot cunt," she panted.How could I not comply?Pushing her legs apart, I started just by rubbing my face and forehead over her slit. I loved getting her wetness all over me, and I literally planted my nose in her slit, rubbing my face up and down.Finally I snaked my tongue out and started taking, long, slurping, broad strokes up her slit, sliding my tongue inside her, then bringing it up to swirl around her clit.As I sucked and licked her slit, I put my hands under her.