She was flying home in the morning. Beth called at 5.“Hi, Nate.”“Baby, are you okay? You sound awful.”“Sorry. I’m really tired from tearin...g down the booth today, and this week has really worn me down. I really miss you!”She was crying, and that opened my tear ducts too.“You know how much I love you, Beth?”She cried even harder. This week was difficult for us both, but it seemed to really affect her.“Baby, don’t cry. We can make up for the lost time when you get home tomorrow.”She struggled for. She encouraged my finger, allowing me to push it into her.“He’s fingering her, getting her ready for his cock to penetrate her.”She took her other hand and reached out grabbing my cock through my underwear.“Your wife is probably sucking his cock, getting him wet to enter her. She wants this so badly, she’s probably trembling.”I was starting to tremble myself.She pulled me close to her, and I started kissing at her nipples.“He’s doing this to her right now too. She’s moaning at it; she’s wanted. Not via the local gossip.The shop door bell sounded as I entered the store. I picked up a shoppingbasket and walked around the store making my selections. Heading towardsthe till I also picked up the magazines I needed. Misha the store managersmiled as I placed the basket down, "Hello Maria," she knew my secret,"How are things?" Hi Misha. They're fine. I've nothing to complain about," I replied in mysoft female voice. "Lucy is worried that I might steal her boyfriend awayfrom her though."Misha. I could feel my fluids start to leak through onto and through my panties. I waited until Greg settled on a channel, and shifted again, hoping he could see my dampness. I paused, one leg flat against the couch, the other raised, feet together so my crotch was shadowed but not covered. He coughed loudly, and I looked at him with one eyebrow raised. He turned bright red and looked away, trying to catch his breath. Perfect. “You sound thirsty,” I said, in a no nonsense tone. He started to look up,.