"Someone is gonna see us..." He licks his lips. "Jessica, I don't care." "I do..." He leans over and starts kissing her neck running his hands on her ...eg. "Mmmm Brandon." "What baby?" Part of her is screaming he's married... to your coworker. The other part is screaming take him inside. She caves. "Take me inside." He turns the car off, runs to her side, opens her door, picks her up and carries her inside as she's kissing his neck. He lays her on the bed. Standing at the end of the bed he can't. Mom would always tuck me in closeto her body and I could feel her breathing in my ear. I always felt so safein my mom’s arms.It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and mom was out at the pool, gettingher tan, and reading the current issue of playgirl. I so admired the way thather chest raised up as she took each breath. From my view upstairs I couldsee the hard points of her nipples. Every so often she would reach up and flick hernipple. Was what she was reading exciting her? All that I could do. I almost walked away before I realised her jacket was still hanging from her chair. “Sooner or later...” I muttered as I checked the pockets for any form of address but found them all empty; I looked down the street, picturing her clicking fingers wondering briefly where her Wand had disappeared to. My cock gave a brief twitch at the possible answer. I lifted it the age worn leather to my face inhaling a trace of Lavender from the lining as I ambled away ignoring the fake protestations of the. I was amazed at the strength she possessed. Watching her work the heavy bag, her muscles straining with each punch, her skin glistening with sweat, I couldn’t help getting aroused. After our workouts, we would shower and go back to her place, sometimes just to hang on the sofa, talk with Karen, or watch TV, or more often than not we would head to her bedroom, where we would make love. If Karen was home, it would be tender and sweet, but if we had the place to ourselves, Lisa would dominate me,.