I had no misgivings about what we were doing, there were no doubts. I needed more Fonti, and Erica would double that number tonight. I could only hope...it was enough.The noise we were making was unmistakable. Anyone who walked by the office would hear it and know what was going on. Unlike Sammi, in her own store, Erica could get in trouble. Regardless of that possibility, neither of us slowed down any, or made any adjustments to keep from being heard.I got closer and closer to orgasm. My rhythm. “I don’t want people to know I’m alone,” she told me.My heart started racing with thoughts I shouldn’t bethinking since I’m married.“So, are you ready for your shampoo?” she asked.“I’m all yours,” I replied, which caused her to give mea cute smile.I followed her into the backroom where she sat me down,laid the back of my head in the sink and started toshampoo my hair.We chatted while she washed my hair and she didn’t letme. She slipped on her little cotton dress, it was simple but she knew it was one of His favorites. Her excitement showed in her face, as she carefully packed all His favorites for their picnic. Breadsticks, cheese, strawberries and melon. Finally two wine glasses and their favorite white wine. Checking in the mirror one last time knowing He would be pleased, she went to meet Him.As she crossed the lush grass in the park, she saw Him waiting there, watching for her, her pulse racing she ran to Him.. Moaning my name over and over."I drew in a breath, feeling the muscles in my abdomen tighten deliciously. He chuckled, knowing exactly what had happened. "Is my pretty girl getting horny?" he asked me seductively. I nodded slowly, trying to resist the urge to push him to the floor and have him take me there.He took his finger and drew my chin up so he could look in my eyes. He studied my face for a few moments, his hazel green eyes tracing my eyes, nose, cheeks, and then stopping at my lips. He.