Gemma began moving her fingers in and out of my pussy, going in and out and as I looked at Adam. He took hold of his cock and started stroking up and ...own his thick shaft at the same pace as Gemma’s fingers were going. It was as though I was being fucked by them both, my eyes transfixed by him stroking his cock as my body was responded to her. From a steady long rhythm in and out, Gemma’s fingers started to circle inside my pussy, deliberately, making sure I felt every movement and each circle. I pointed at my shot glass so he knew I wanted another shot.He shrugged and poured me another and then another. I must have had at least 3 or 4 shots within15 minutes of being in the kitchen. My body was getting hot from the alcohol and I became more bold with each minute. The entire time we talked about nonsense and the conversation got easier as the alcohol started doing its magic. We became more formal and comfortable around each other. He kept his distance but I started to be more. "Without talking, you would leave the kids and me. Why?"I explained, "I think it's waste of time, the only result would be too much emotion, anger and hatred."She tried the reconciliation possibilities, "A second chance for our children?"I closed her hopes for reconciliation, "Linda you had a long time affair with the neighbor. Not a one night drunken affair with a stranger."She tried this again, "If I promise I'll be faithful in the future and..." I won't live with a cheater. My intent is to. I'm always here when you need me." She was sure this was going to be some kind of sex talk just by the tone of the night so far. Chad walked over to the bed and sat before he started telling her why he was there. "Mrs. Water, I been watching you a lot. I think your very pretty and you do things to my body I'm not sure of. I think about you all the time and the girls at my school are nothing like you." Chad started."Well, Chad, it's normal to have a crush on older women. I'm sure all boys.