Before I speak about the incident, I need to give a brief background. I am married but have an ongoing affair with a married colleague of mine. I thin... our affair is different because we love each other very deeply. It is not a matter of flesh only for us but goes far deeper into our souls. For the purposes of this article let us call her Habibi. I love Habibi and she means the world to me. I guess I would do just about anything to see her happy. She has in turn given herself without any. My other hand slipped along her side, stroking her firm, smooth midriff, down to her full, feminine hips. I tried to slip my hand under her to get nearer to her hot, wet pussy. I had felt her damp slit on my back, and fucking into my own moist slit, last night, but now I wanted to explore her in a different way.Kira lifted up her hips, to allow my hand complete access to her crotch, and I slid my hand under her, feeling the increased warmth there as I got closer to her teenage vagina. I felt. ." she said with a smile. He watched her from behind as she entered the bistro. She wore a tight purple blouse and a skirt that barely covered her knees, but Gregg could not tell by her body language alone if she was ready to ask about sex. When they sat and he got a good look in her eyes, he got the answer he needed, though. He made sure she saw him checking out her breasts as they sat and talked about their lives. She pretended not to notice or care. After a short moment of silence, she took. . after we..." I let my words trail off. I was already trying to forget it ever happened. "Maybe we can be friends."I figured Teddy would accept my offer easily. I'd let down a few other crushing boys the same way over the years.But his worshipful adoration wouldn't die out just yet. "Only friends?" he whimpered, giving me puppy-dog eyes without even knowing it. His voice cracked, and I thought I could actually see his heart cracking along with it.I looked at him apologetically, communicating.