Looking up at me wiping her eye . God damn you taste amazing! She grinned . I put my cock away and she put her shorts on not zipping them at all. Here...��s a rag baby. Oh I’m not wiping it off it can dry she giggled. Get the part! Yeah I don’t need that I laughed. Her mouth open you just wanted to fuck me outside? Sort ofWhat’s sort of? I didn’t fuck you I made love to you. She smiled you sure did! We ran out and jumped in the truck. When we got home, nobody was there. Her facial was dry. I sat on. We will be in our respective rooms usually if nothing is there to talk but this time, whenever either she or I heard each other’s voices in the hall, balcony, or kitchen, we used to come out purposefully to look at each other. Whenever we talked about kid or household things also, we used to look deep into our eyes. So, from that time, I started to flirt with my wife’s mother whenever my wife wasn’t around. Below were some instances which grew in intensity as we started flirting more.Instance. At first, I thought she was just going to slip her hands up underneath her shirt and bra and I wasn’t going to get a show. Much to my surprise, however, she lifted her shirt and her bra and started rubbing and squeezing her tits. The only problem was that her bra was obscuring my view, so I suggested that she remove it, which she did. Now, I was able to see her tits in all of their glory as she went back to playing with them.I’m not sure what came over me, but I approached her and kind of. I looked at the clock and realized that I just had barely enough time to get dressed and make it to the Student Union. Good thing I took a lot of showers yesterday, I thought to myself with a grin as I slid into my pants.Amy had already found a table when I got there. She was sipping on some coffee and nibbling on a bagel loaded with cream cheese. "Sorry, I'm late" I said, "But I couldn't find a place nearby to park." I'll forgive you this time, but next time..." Amy said with a wicked grin..