She took it, and as soon as I had the door shut, she came into my arms. “I’ve never missed a Christmas at home before," she said. “I don’t thi...k I would have slept at all.”She felt warm and soft and wonderful. But most of all, she felt like home. We clung to each other, more needing warmth than wanting to make out. Gradually, we moved over to the bed, sat together, holding hands, and started talking again.We talked for what felt like hours, and then finally ran down, and stopped. She looked at. With her tongue she touched my lips and I bite her tongue and kissing her lips. And now I started removing her blouse hooks and very excited to see v those v melons. I removed her blue completely and enjoying her soft boobs. That are very soft, am pressing those boobs. She is enjoying. I sucked both her melons one after other. Then I removed her petticoat lower, her pussy is nearly shaven. I asked her how many times u r fucked by your hubby. She said hardly 5 times. I will show u the heaven. I've not been getting nothing from anyone that comes to a end now if you don't like it then stay with your wife's. It wasn't long until I heard my phone ring it was Ms. Campbell call me she was cursing and shouting at me calling me a fat whore. saying how nasty I was. She informed me that she say my email and not to look for her husband to give me shit and she was going to tell the other wife's about my little money scam. I laughed saying you stupid old bitch most of them knows. I rubbed my. I looked down at the photo of my husband and two children upon the desk , Ben aged thirteen and Sandra, at fifteen years old the apple of her fathers eye, both of my children were students at another school thank goodness, one nearer home, nearer their father who, for the past five years had been confined to the role of house husband after loosing the use of one arm and one leg in a car accident, leaving myself, Susan Andrews, now at thirty eight years old, to pursue my teaching career to.