That night as I lay in bed I went over the whole brief experience and found myself getting very turned on and ended up making myself cum with my finge...s.Moving on a year I had met and married Dan, it didn't take long for me to discover that Dan was infact an avid voyuer, when we where out he would notice things like ladies in see though tops, skirts or dresses which where a little too short and he would always comment as to how great I'd look wearing something like that. I would always laugh it. After a few moments of rest, you began to sit up as you rolled me onto my back. Before I knew it you were sitting on the floor at the edge of the bed. You wrapped your hands around my ankles and pulled me towards you so that my ass was right on the edge. Hands on my knees, you pushed my legs as far apart as they'd go and dived right in. As soon as I felt that tongue running up my wet, hot slit the shivers began running thru my body. I arched my back off the bed in pleasure and let out a small. “What?”"This morning. After we were...together. You left me, without a word.”“After you ****d me,” Emma corrected, and yet even as she said them the words felt like a lie. “And as to the other - I went back to my room. I had to.”“Why?”“Well - I - Jordan - it wasn’t right - I mean -”“You mean that if you had stayed, it would have looked like you were willing, and thus you would have been stripped of the ever so convenient excuse that I ****d you. But its not true, is it Emma? I didn’t...not if. I guess I could have done a runner, though I couldn't for the life of me think of what any guy in a truck would want with so I kept my head down when I saw the guy was on Mrs Brazier's porch and shouting for Henderson!"What's all the hollering!" my dad shouted angrily from his bedroom window."You Henderson," the guy asked. My dad must have recognised him."Yes Mr Rigsby," dad replied a lot more reasonably, I didn't understand, Rigsby owned half of Maidstone, he owned both saw mills half the god.