’ ‘It’s five thirty. When do you need to go?’ ‘Now.’ He stood. ‘Mark.’ He stopped. ‘Come back tomorrow after three.’ I got up and ...ugged him. When we let go he said, ‘I felt it in the hug. You love me.’ ‘Go. You want to be early.’ The next day at five minutes after three Mark was walking into my office. He was in slacks, shirt and tie. He came in and moved towards a chair. I asked, ‘Do you want the door closed?’ ‘Not necessary. It’s fine open.’ ‘Ok. So tell me haw it went last night.’ ‘Dinner. She pulled her top up, exposing her breasts, and pushed my face down so I could suck them. Fiona started moaning, and I reached down to rub between her legs.“You two aren’t misbehaving back there, are you?” Lisa said. “Stop that, we’ll be home in a few minutes ... I don’t want you to stain the seats, Fiona!”“Don’t be rude, Lisa!” Fiona said. “And if there are any wet stains, it will be Will’s fault!”We restrained ourselves for the remainder of the drive home; and Fiona led me directly to her. My eyes never left her mouth. With a glazed look, I tried to regain my senses. “Alex? I want you. Help me cum more,” she purred. "Ok!" I said leading her upstairs. She laid down on her back on my bed. “Please...I want to feel your tongue on my clit again. Eat my pussy again, baby,” she whispered, as she opened her legs wide. Immediately, my gaze went to her cunt. I was aroused even more, but uneasy. I looked up at this dream Goddess. I got onto the bed beside her. She pulled my face down to. Michael had fantasized about such a thing, of her fucking another man, had suspected it, was all but assured of it, but now it was out in the open, a reality, from her own lips. He should have known. He was going to die and his beautiful wife wouldn’t waste a moment starting a new life with a new and more virile lover. She’d probably fuck her new lover on the bed Michael died in that very night! That was her plan, and now he was ruining it by begging for another chance.Wendy’s beautiful face.