.. pizza?” she stammered.“Oh do keep up, dear.” Urbane gentleman. Remember the role! “Yes, pizza. It’s glaringly obvious that you order pizz... for me when you want to cook for your gentleman callers. Care to tell me why they get cooked for while I get takeaways?”“Not callers!” she protested. “Just one. Just this once.”“And we’re back to the pizzas.”“No, it wasn’t-”“Yes it was. Don’t be a silly goose, my dear.” Urbane, I thought. Be urbane! “And don’t think I’m some idiot. You may have got away. I cupped it and yanked at it like I was trying to lift her by her pussy. "Ah!" she screeched. She quickly pirouetted, facing me. Her mouth attacked mine, her tongue spasming inside my mouth. My hands, still wrapped around her, fell to her luscious ass cheeks. I dug them as deep into her ass crack as her stiff suit would allow. Her mouth devoured mine and she was cooing under her breath now. I wanted her; I needed her. My cock wanted to impale her and I had the absurd thought that if I just. She stepped back and was quickly out of everything but her panties and I stood there in just my boxers as we hugged again and kissed some more, this time with her hand down under my waistband feeling my hardness as my hands fondled her nice warm breasts."I'm not as young as Diana but I hope you'll be happy with me," she whispered as I looked at her lovely body. She was older, yes, but she still had an attractive figure with nice breasts, full with just a bit of under curve. Her nipples were. A few moments passed and finally Jen spoke up.“Jeff, I hope you know, she cares about you?” she asked me.“What? ... Well, we are family.” I stuttered.“No, not like family, she was looking at you like I do.” Jen continued, “It’s not hard for another woman to see it.”I just shook my head trying to get out of this conversation as quickly as possible. I did make a silent resolution that the first time the moment seemed right, I was going to confess to Jen, lay it all out there. I had to.We spent.