One day after hour, I had gone back to her office to pick up some papers I had forgotten there; but, instead of those documents, I had found there at ...er empty desk just a pair of dirty panties. I had smelled the cloth and had stroked myself sitting at her own chair… Some days later I invited Suzanne for a drink after office and she accepted.We became regular lovers; since she was divorced and my sweet wife Ana allowed me to have some affairs outside our open marriage.One evening Suzanne and me. Nobody. Forget whatever it is you know and leave it lay."After that eye opening talk I decided to not mention what I knew to anyone. I would try to feel out Drew though. I felt she needed to know about her supposed friend. After all, my knowledge would or could destroy their friendship, so I wanted to be damned careful on how I approached Drew on this. The last thing I needed was for her to be angry with me.That night Drew and I were chatting as I fixed the salad for dinner."So Drew, what do. Now I do not want to know their name or their k**s, wife, job or even hear about their dog. I just want a big gooey load delivered in my pussy. So I will just walk up and tell them that I am mad at my husband and would like to give them a blow job to get back at him. What loser would turn down a BJ from a good looking mature woman so we end up in the parking lot or up in their room. I have gotten good at sucking their dick right up to when they are about to cum, I can sense that they are. It was amazing fucking Linda like this.She had no idea who was fucking her, but she loved the way he did it. She never ever reacted like that anytime before then, and Peter fucked her asshole a lot. Linda loved it in her ass, but this time she lost all and any control. She forgot where she was and that she needed to speak low so her husband could not hear her or figure out what she was doing alone in her booth.She was so wrapped up in the feeling she forgot everything. Her brain only focused on.