Work went into overdrive so even a long lunch for a quickie blowjob wasn’t feasible. The lie of working late that I’d told my wife was now the tru...h. Instead of sucking the cocks of strangers in their cars I was at my desk, alone, sometimes into the night. In a couple of weeks our project schedules had relaxed a bit. Overtime was optional again, not mandatory, and everyone was more relaxed. It also set my mind thinking again about, well, other things. I decided to once again go to the personal. In fact, she stroked me a half dozen times through my shorts after we had been kissing and I shot my wad! She smiled but did not laugh. Then she took me to her bedroom where a big bed dominated the other furniture. There were some ropes attached to it. She had me strip all of the way down, and ten seconds later I was sitting there with my wet hairy cock bouncing around like a piñata! She pulled the pillows off of the bed and had me sit in the center of the bed arms out along the top of the. But in the beginning, it was all good. I met her while I was working as an on-site sales person and she worked at a private Christian school that will remain nameless. She was 44, I was 39 and she was going through a divorce with her husband of 20 years. Her three boys went to school there and she was what people referred to as "a good girl".Word got back to me that she liked me and, although I was attracted to her, I was very reluctant to pursue her. The next time I saw her, we talked for an. He leaned on her and whispered he wanted to fuck her now.But Anita protested, saying she did not want to get fucked in a parking lot.She wanted a comfortable bed, to enjoy and give up herself to him.I then knew that my slutty wife really wanted to feel him inside her, but not there like this, in the middle of the darkness, against a car’s hood…He told her that he owed her a big one and Anita giggled, saying she wanted it inside of her horny cunt. He smiled in the darkness, telling her that next.