“Why don’t I start a fire?” I suggested, momentarily forgetting the myriad of questions as my blood began to breathe life back into my dick. As ... was getting kindling into the fireplace I heard her speaking on the phone. Her smartphone was on the kitchen counter where she’d left it with her keys and she didn’t have a landline. It was past one and I was surprised to hear her calling someone so late. I was also surprised that she had another cell phone, one I had never seen. I could have just. “You should learn to behave properly with married ladies.” She spoke after catching her breath. “Mansi can come anytime.”“I know how to treat a married woman.” I said lecherously. “Give me aChance and I’ll show you.” She stared at me with a mocking look. “When’re we going to meet?”“Tomorrow.” She smiled back at me. “Where?”“Here…” She paused for a moment. “Tomorrow… Same time.” Then she went out of the room. After she left, I realized that I had a big boner. Sheila must have sure felt my. "The next day I reread the message and was embarrassed beyond belief that I had sent it! To make it worse we had an ongoing dialogue that night that I didn't remember. Apparently, I had arranged a meeting for us in one week!I was thinking I need to cancel this, but inside I knew this is what I wanted. I was just too scared to make an initiative, until my true feelings came out when I was drunk. So I decided you have to try anal some time.I arrived at his place. I was very nervous, my legs were. She dug into the back of her panty drawer and pulled out a pair of skimpy bikini panties. Then to the closet to get out a short sundress that she hadn't worn since last year. Pressed it off and slipped it on. She felt good. The dress was so lightweight she almost felt naked. It was so nice to feel sexy again. So nice to want to feel sexy. All of this prep to just deliver a plate of spaghetti! Wendy stepped out of the house in her short little dress and walked over to where Jerrod was.