.should I call and apologize or should I just ignore it and let it go. I decided the latter made more sense.Well as a month went by I couldn't get i... off my mind that Gina saw my cock and the more I thought about it the more it turned me on. Then my wife asked me for a favor. She had some dishes that Gina wanted and asked if it was OK for me to take them over to her since Gina's husband was out of town and the boxes were very heavy. Shit. That was the last thing I wanted to do because I. I placed the tip of my tongue over her nipple and startedsucking it. Her hands moved to the back of my head and she pressed my headtowards her boobs. I changed the boob and started sucking theother nipple but continued caress her other boob. I could feelher heavy breathing on the back of my neck so I continued the sucking, alternatingbetween each boob and caressing the one I was not sucking. She pulled my headup and started kissing the smell of liquor did not make a difference any more.I knew. Then he saw me sitting on my deck. The deck is slightly elevated and I can seeover the six foot fence.The truck driver the asked me if I had seen anyone around. No, I said, there has not been anyone herefor about two months. He cursed under his breath and looked back to his truck. Darn, he said, I got a fulltruck to unload and my guys are ready to go in about 10 minutes.At that moment a small van pulled up and a couple of people got out. The driver turned on his heels andmarched toward them. I. Her wispy blonde hair matted down to a dull brown in the downpour. The coat she held carelessly against the aggressive storm molded to her slight frame. Yet it wasn’t the weather she was trying to avoid. It was the stares. The inescapable feeling that everyone knew. Knew what had happened to her. Knew she had changed. Knew that she was a boiling cauldron of lust, desire, and need. Knew all they had to do was demand it and she would fall to the floor legs open, ready for a conquest she.