**“So?” Tamara asked.“So?” pleaded Brita echoing Chris’s wife although with a significant amount of desperation in her voice.Chris looked up...from his position between the Icelandic star’s legs at his wife kneeling across Brita’s upper arms as she held the other woman’s labia apart. He had been almost positive that the small woman hadn’t been his tormentor the previous week and long before the two of them had started edging her he had realised Brita had been playing along. The tattoo was. “Yeah, me too,” I admitted. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot.”“Do you think we’ve gone too far?” she asked. “I mean, you’re my sister’s husband, and at this point, well…we’re kind of having an affair. Do you feel like you’re cheating on Samantha?”I looked into her dark eyes for a hint of what she was thinking. I didn’t want this to end, and was worried she was having second thoughts. “I dunno,” I said. “I mean, I really like you, and definitely enjoy the fun we’ve been having.” “Me, too,”. My arms around her back, enjoying the feeling of no bra. I tried to pull my hips away, but she pushed against me again. There's no way she could have not felt my cock against her belly! It was only seconds, but we seemed to hug for ages. When we broke, I was about to move away completely, until she asked if I no longer wanted the kiss. Of course I did!! I leaned forward, gently holding her with my hands on her sides, just at breast level. Her hands were on my upper arms. Our lips touched ever. ” She turned. “What’s not fair?” “You can’t tease me like that,” I said. “Tease you?” she said, stepping back into the frame work of my office door, hands on her hips. “Did you just call me a ‘tease’?”Uh oh, I thought, I am in trouble now. My mind was stuck and I couldn’t get the apologetic words out fast enough. “I am not a ‘tease’!” Jennifer continued, stepping further into my office, glaring at me. “If that is what you think, you are SO wrong!” My office door slammed shut and I was looking.