This went on for some time, she opened up slowly and started telling about household problems.Slowly our intimacy developed and started texting naught..., sharing naughty pics.This went on to next level, we started playing role-plays and ended up doing one round of sex chat per day.I used to go late to office finishing this round of fun.Once her husband went on a short trip to Delhi for 2-3 days for some business meeting. Rashmi got adventurous during that time and called me for lunch.I decided. ’ A fly landed on her face, and she screwed up her mouth to send jets of air to drive it off. Her eyes wandered, her foot tapped on the floor and she blurted out: ‘I imagine that being half naked is helping me cope with this heat.’ He shook his head. ‘I still can’t quite get sorted out here, eh what?’ Tapping his chin he looked her up and down several times before a look of enlightenment crossed his face. ‘I know what it will take.’ He got up quickly and strode over to his captive. She gave him. My cock was weeping precum out of the ‘Tigers Eye’ of its swollen head and began to dribble down its almost eight-inch shaft.Not wanting to frighten her out of her euphoric state I moved, quietly and slowly, closer standing with one foot positioned either side of Tammy’s hips.Now leaning forward to hold onto the tree trunk, my cock was standing proud directly in front of and just above Tammy’s mouth, when some of my precum dropped onto her lips.At first just one drop, but quickly followed by a. .' he thought to himself. Trying not to let it frustrate him, he turned to the woman behind him to have a laugh about it, but his words caught in his throat. “Tara?” he said in uncertain amazement. “Tara Clark?” Pete stood looking at her in disbelief. “Oh my god, Pete?” she immediately recognized him. “I can’t believe it, I was just thinking about you.” The look on her face gave her away, and she fumbled her magazine, dropping it on to the floor. He looked pretty much the same to her. Same.