’ “Karen…” I reached out to touch her shoulder, but she turnedaway. Running a hand through my hair, I noticed for thefirst tim... how dizzy I was. It might have been thealcohol, or maybe the fact that all my blood had rushedto my cock, but I suddenly felt very unsteady. I reached out again: “Karen, I don’t…” “Don’t touch me,” she hissed, shrugging away from myhand. Her eyes were wet with tears. “Damn it.” I was. It was like going into a zone on the racquetball court. The music was right, my moves were right, my date was perfect. They played some jazzy swing music that seemed to match my heartbeat. Lissa moved, I was there to catch her, match her, and hold her. She spun away, her hand found mine to stop her momentum and bring her back. I moved toward her, she was in perfect synch, coming to me or bending back. We’d never been more connected.And we just couldn’t stop.The DJ kept the music flowing,. At this point she was out of her senses and moaning heavily and then she had her first orgasm. After some time we got up and I picked her up and took her to the bathroom where I had already ready the bathtub so I put her in the bathtub and got in my self. I picked her foot and started kissing and biting her toes and then slowly moved to her legs and started kissing her legs.I kept kissing her legs and feet for quite some time then I stated kissing and biting her nipples under water and and she. My wife and I had bought our own house and it had become to small to hold our growing family so we moved to a larger house that was right on the edge of the city and it was a very small and quiet community.We had been there a couple of years when one afternoon I bumped into my old friend. She had bought a house close to mine, we chatted for hours and I was surprised to hear she had divorced, I was even more surprised when she told me that the marriage had ended due to her having an affair. This.