My wife then sat up and started to kiss Tom again. His hand roved gently over her breast and nipples and then down to her vagina. He started to move h...s hand around and she started to moan. He picked up the pace and she started breathing harder. She stopped kissing him and spread her legs and laid back on the couch. Tom moved around and dropped between her legs. I watched as he started to give her oral sex. She moaned and touched her head and then her breast. “Oh god, I’m going to come oh god.”. I squirted some more oil on her tummy, and again applied it in increasing circles until my hand was across her mound, and my fingertips were teasing her clit. She grabbed my hand ... and pushed it lower across her pussy, encouraging me to slip a finger inside her.I slipped a couple of greasy fingers just inside her, running then up and down the gap between her lips - teasing her clit and her asshole at the extremities. All pretense of the massage was gone now - it was the start of a fuck. Steven turned to a side street and entered a shoe store. Hayley knew that this wasn't an accident; Steven had planned it. She should have guessed it, actually. No underwear, short skirt. A shoe store, of course! She had forgotten about this one. Steven had told her long ago that this was the first "Penthouse Letters" story he had read, about a woman flashing a shoe salesman. At least she knew what was ahead.The store had a variety of shoes, for men and women. Most of the shoes appeared hiking. The more wet I got the more vivid my thoughts got. A knock at my door brought me back to reality."Yes, come in," I said as I straightened myself up. "Sara, our manager asked me to see if you would be willing to stay after we close tonight to catch up on some calls we are behind on. I can pick up some dinner for us before we get started it you want."I stared at Jimmy as he took leaning against my door frame. If I had it my way we wouldn't be making too many calls. "Yeah, that's fine, Jimmy. Come.