It shivered then went stiff and she groaned loudly.Then I felt her squirt on my chin, so I moved down and licked her urethra up and down, making her s...uirt again and again. It went onto my tongue and spilled down onto the bed, which became quickly soaked.When her orgasm finally left her, she was gasping to breathe and was moaning with each breath. I crawled up beside her and held her while her body recovered. Her body was still shaking and she was still moaning as she cuddled into my arms, so I. My husband said, “Jackie, where are you going?” “Gotta go,” I said, ” I have a date at the gift shop. Now!.”I realized now that hubby lagged behind as I walked quickly to the gift shop. He had set the whole date up and he wanted me to experience it all by myself… like a gift. When I arrived I knew my date immediately. He didn’t wave or motion to me but I went right to him like a cat to catnip. He was a man to be noticed, a man that commanded attention. He was an incredibly sexy black man. I. My dream was an anticipation of the horrible things Gabrielle would do to me once she had watched the video of me fucking her husband. I tossed and turned for half an hour before finally falling into deep sleep. I heard nothing from my neighbors through out the week, and then at midday on Friday my phone rang. It was Gabrielle and she asked if I could join her for lunch. “I uh… um, okay!” I stuttered and finally succumbed. Although she her words were polite, her tone of voice actually didn’t. Did you ever tell Gene about it?”“No way!” she said. “And that’s the other issue. I let him think it was you that caused me to break it off with him. I never said so, but I never corrected him when he blamed you. And I never told you about it.”“So why tell me now?” I asked. “It really wasn’t my business and it didn’t hurt me.”She smiled, “I know. But this is confession and I’m going to make ... what do the Catholics call it?”“Perfect contrition,” I said. “One with the right motives and a true.