She seemed to be more relaxed now and I was just finishing my drink, she looked down again at my boner which was now looking like a tent pole under my...shorts, “Can I get you some wine?” she asked with a wicked look on her face thinking that the alcohol was the cause of my erection issues and went in to refill the glasses.Telling her I was gay seemed to have been a master stroke as she walked back out with the wine handing me a glass, “Thank you” I said softly and as she put her drink on the. I let out a half squeal, half yell as her middle finger entered my pussy. She lowered herself to her knees and went to work. Her one hand thrusted in and out of my pussy, the other groped my breast, all while her strong tongue washed all over me.Unlike her, I couldn’t move, I could barely breath. My arms lay limp at my sides, my eyes shut, my mouth twisted into a look of utter ecstasy. Every once in a while I was able to let out a soft moan, or a contorted, “oh god,” but that was all.She. This was madness. We could not do this, it was not right. And her husband would kill me if he knew I was kissing his wife. But I could not stop and neither could she. I said, “this isn’t right, we have to stop before it’s too late.” She said we didn’t have to have intercourse, we could just make out for a while then I could go. “No one but us will ever know, I promise. I want you”, she said. Before I could answer, she had pulled me down to the couch and we were embracing and kissing. Around nine o'clock the neighbor down the street came over with his lawn mower and began mowing the front lawn. In a matter of minutes he was done and had moved on to the back portion. The lawn in the back was somewhat larger. The boy down the road was a freshman in college but he looked like he was still in high school. He was around 6 ft tall sandy blonde hair. He had the long kind of muscles that you would find on distance runners. Looked like he had worked out on his upper body but his legs.