Our marriage was better than Cindy’s, at least for a few years. We made it work for a while but it eventually turned to shit. Josie was a good perso... but we were a mismatch; wrong person, right time, I guess. And the sex was unremarkable, but then after Cindy, who knows, maybe anyone would have come up short. Somehow we made it almost ten years, but the last three or four were not fun. Fortunately, we had no children so we only had to divide our assets and move on. After the divorce I figured I. “I bet you have a P.A right?” He thought about his admin with her staid wardrobe and practical hair and shoes. “Yes Mistress.” He wondered where this was going. “And to your friends, no doubt she’s just some secretary, am I right?” He couldn’t really answer right away. Thinking on it he couldn’t ever remember a time he had referred to Renee as his secretary. She was always just Renee.“Well, are you going to answer me?”“No, I don’t believe I’ve ever called her that. I-I really like her a. Holy shit! They were warm! When had that aspect been added to her?Releasing me a small smile was on her lips as she watched me. Too shocked to move I pressed a hand to my lips as I stared at her. “When ... where ... I ... I ... I...” Was all I could manage to get out.”“As I heard you say once Doctor Gance, you can learn almost anything on the internet. Though as I found when we started out, there are serious gaps in all the information provided.” Sheila told me.Still dumbfounded I could only. Oh God'And before the words were out of her mouth, my tongue was sliding up her slit, then sucking on her lips, first one, then the other, drawing them into my mouth. I released her buttocks and, slipping my thumbs between the lips, blew softly along her slit. Gently, so, so gently, I drew back the hood of her clit and blew on that lovely pink pearl. I wanted to suck it so much but I resisted. For now.Instead, I slipped my forefinger into her and moved it in and out of her in long, slow, smooth.