She was slamming her pussy onto the pommel now, the car slightly rocking to her rhythm. I could just imagine the wide hand pommel grinding on her g sp...t with each thrust and my cock was now raging hard again. I started to pump my cock in my free hand in time with my wife's fucking. I carefully moved positions not wanting to distract her from the moment as she kept pushing her pussy onto the impromptu dildo. I had a devilish idea as I saw the driver’s door window. The window was a quarter down. But my stomach was doing somersaults. The fear of rejection was kicking in. This was what had stopped me from trying anything before. I wasn’t going to let it happen today. Time to meet my fear head on.I was so moist. I could feel my own wetness, as I made my way towards the shower. I slid in behind him, pressing my body against his. Squashing my breasts as hard as I could against his back. Scratching my hard nipples into his taut muscles. My arms reached around his chest. The fingers on my. Now I’m afraid I’ve made things worse.”“Wasn’t she in denial before?”“Probably, yes; she would never say the words. She finally did last night.”“Then Caroline’s true grieving process only started last night. Grandmother is probably right about letting her sleep.”“I remember you helping me, too. I’m grateful for that.”“I don’t think you want to do that,” Joyce said with a smile.“I never even saw you that day. That was later!”Joyce laughed, “Saw me. Right!”“How IS ‘Bad Joyce’ these days?” I. " I will. He will need to change his plans now anyway." If he wants to help, tell him to get information on an agent for me." What agent?" Larry Vincent. He is the one that got me kicked off the police force. At the time, I thought he was on the take. Now I am sure of it. He had two men watching the beach house." Why didn't you tell me this sooner?" I wasn't sure he was connected to Lanchea until Cal got hit. I would almost bet they hit the beach house too." What agency does he work for?" He is.