’ I said. ‘You should go.’ ‘But I can’t just leave you here.’ He said, the tip of his index finger still grazing my boob, slowly closin... in on my nipple. ‘Kenneth.’ I said strictly. ‘I’m married to Marc.’ ‘Who isn’t even here.’ He said. ‘Because you’re making him work late.’ Kenneth softly nodded. ‘Marc is working late a lot this week, and now that I think about it this upcoming month too.’ He said pensive. His finger now reached my nipple and while he was rubbing it, it became. Again there were no signs of resistance from her but my heart was beating fast. I went a little further and placed the fingers of my left hand exactly on her pussy and now this time I could feel the warmth of her pussy. Keeping my left hand undisturbed I started wiping her face and the areas around her neck. Surprisingly I found that her heart was equally beating fast. I asked her why is your heart beating fast, she replied in a faint voice” Sir, I don’t know”. I started my car again. Last guarantor of my "morals" that I did not want to withdraw despite the situation. He therefore stood my jeans and gently slipped his hand on my panties to come and pose it at the height of my pussy. Gently he began delicate caresses which testified that he had more experience than me. I had caressed myself hundreds of times but never had it been so exciting. He initiated to remove my pants, I let him do it helping even waddling me to facilitate the thing. I then pulled out my pants without. ’ I’m not going to give you a blow by blow of what happened next, I’m afraid. It was good, and boy did she like having that large thing up her – came like her life depended on it. I’m sorry you’re going to miss out on that as I’m going to fast-forward to the following Saturday. But first I need to tell you of a little conversation we had after I fucked her. I was having slight concerns over Nat’s feelings – after all, she wanted Mark’s cock specifically because it was bigger than his. Nat’s.