It seems it was at the home of Phil's boss, so it was mostly people from his office. We enjoyed the food at the buffet and the drinks were plentiful. ...e seemed to be getting more drinks offered to us well before we had finished the ones we had.We were having a good time, dancing and chatting with people. They seemed a friendly crowd. At one point, late in the evening, Phil cut in when I was dancing with Beth. A couple of other men came and engaged me in conversation. When during our chat I. Lilly had left only hours before, on her way to her mothers house, or so she said. Unfortunately, she had left her diary out on her side of bed where I could barely see it under the bed. Thinking it was something she might need, I checked to see what to do.You see, my wife had started seeing her old boyfriend, the one she purported to love before we were married. But he cheated on her and moved on, and I had no idea he'd moved back. So the guy who took her cherry was back in the crotch of her. Mums legs were pressed closed. “Spread them… let me feel my slut’s cunt” The girls giggled… mums voice was so low I could not make it out…but her legs parted slightly. “Wider slut” Mum glanced at the girls but could not look them in the face for long… her head dropped as her legs spread enough for my hand to slide and touch her cunt… her wet cunt… the fucking bitch was already randy. I raised my arm exposing her upper thighs and eventually her shaven glistening cunt… the girls said nothing but. Perhaps it was from those many talks with my grandmother. I just instinctively knew her words belied her feelings. I "sensed" she'd gone to great lengths to fulfill my fantasy then changed her mind at the last moment. She was clearly using her position and perceived advantage as the married teacher to soften the blow of rejection she intended to deliver.We'd taken the few steps to reach the tiled floor of her designer kitchen when I reached over and took her hand and turned toward her. "Mrs..