” Of course, the situation was very different and it wasn’t planned by any means.I lied to my parents to sneak out of the house. They thought I wa... going to sleep at my best friend’s house. Instead, I drove to my then boyfriend’s apartment.We didn’t usually have a lot of time together in private. Usually, quickies in the car after work in a near empty mall parking lot (we both worked at the same store) or quickies at his apartment before I had to race home. This time was different, we had all. "Was you as wet as this."."Wetter." "How many fingers?" Two."James slips two fingers inside her now sodden cunt, his palm sealing the crack of her buttocks. He wriggles his hand to go deeper, simultaneously splaying her butt cheeks, the heel of his palm soon pressing against her arse. She wriggles for him, just like she had for Adam."Yeah, that's right, just like that, mmm," she says, "yeah, that's it." How can you be so wet?" I'm thinking of Adam." Were you this wet for him?" "Shhhh. Let's not. When we got there I kissed Karen goodbye but as she was leaving the car Karen turned to me and whispered “your cum tastes nice dad, but next time I want it in me.” I looked disbelievingly at her as she said “yes dad next time I want you to fuck me.”The first time that Karen and I had a chance to fuck was about 2 months later. You could say that circumstances put us all in the right place at the right time. Susan had started night school doing an I.T. course, as I got home from work on what. Rod looked quite sick when he saw them approaching the front door and was mollified when Jean said "two coffees, one white and one blackplease."Over coffee, Jeff and Jean said that there was no serious fallout caused by Suzie's honest question; it was not her business, but there is no drama in the fact that they were fucking each other's spouses but if it became public knowledge, it would cause embarrassment, but it is not a criminal offence and was hurting no-one and they have a fucking great.