I acted like I never noticed. But, to be truthful, the sexual tension was eating me up. I really would have liked to fuck him again. However, I told m...self that I hated him and that there was no way I was going to give it to him again. He was a jerk.I don't know how he happened to know I was going to be out on the road, but he eventually caught up to me one evening a few weeks later. I was driving out of town on one of the back roads to go to the nearest town with a real supermarket. I was. I pushed my chair forwards which made her legs bend and her skirt fall to her waist. I was staring straight at the gusset of her tights covering her large white cotton knickers. She was now rubbing her feet faster and faster up and down my cock and the feeling of her sweaty feet and tights on it was too much. I thrust forwards fucking her feet. Grabbing her feet tightly round my cock I fucked them until I couldn’t hold back anymore and shot stream after stream of hot cum all over her toes, feet. As the last of the wine is disappearing I’m stroking her thigh and brushing over her smooth mound when she leans in close and suggests her place as it’s only round the corner. We start to walk hand in hand talking of music, clothes and why men just don’t understand how to really turn a woman on. We arrive at her place small neat elegantly decorated real classic good taste she kisses me and slips off to fetch drinks then Miles Davies drifts out of what I assume is the bedroom I follow. I texted my wife Abhilesha informing her of the same. She replied back saying, “Who is he? Hope he didn’t see me smoking and us making out.”I replied, “Let’s hope he had some fun and a good nights sleep.”But my wife was curious to find out who he was being a neighbour.Around lunch time, I received a text by my wife saying, “I got to know who he is..he is the neighbour’s wife’s brother (let’s call him Snail) who is shifting to the adjacent flat.”I replied, “So now we will again have to be.