It then escalated to the point where I would flash my ass to him in grocery stores, driving him insane. His cock was almost instantly fully erect when...ver I did this and we would have to leave the store so he could f**k me in his car.I think there’s a huge difference between car sex and actually being outside and fucking so when I took that leap I was nervous.We went out for an afternoon stroll along the promenade, it was a warm summers day and there were lots of people roaming about, looking. “I’m happy for you...”She wasn’t sure how to read his tone, something unusual in all their years together.Gene continued, “The truth is ... I fell in love with Holly ... So ... I understand how that happens...”“I wondered,” Tamara mused, “the way she looks at you ... she really cares about you, Gene.”“She does ... and ... Marcus ... he feels for you what you say you feel for him?”“Yes. He is married, his wife is out there, somewhere, but ... he found in me what I saw in him, and ... we fell in. I felt a quick tug around my waist, and before I knew it my shorts had been pulled down to my ankles. I stood there petrified as my bare ass was exposed and my little clit was slightly concealed by the thong I had been wearing underneath. He then slid my shirt off above my head, and tossed my clothes toward the stairs in the hallway. "If you're going to serve like a sissy, you need to be dressed like a sissy." he whispered deeply into my ear."Yes Daddy!" I purred, smiling back at him.After I. Her shirt was at least two sizes too short for her, but I wasn’t complaining. I could clearly see she wasn’t wearing a bra, her nipples peaked through the thin fabric of her shirt. Mrs. G’s nipples weren’t hard, like earlier this morning, but they were still fighting to escape her shirt. I managed to make eye contact, I knew she had noticed that I had checked out her body. Mrs. G had that same mischievous look in her face.“Hi Mrs. G” I replied. I was trying not to look at her big, round tits.