I’d seen her out to dinner a week or so earlier with a fairly prominent local politician, who had been involved in a rather public divorce several y...ears earlier. I’d had to fight off the vague pangs of jealousy, and that both worried and encouraged me. I understood that I was falling for Kristi Golden, but I also knew that we weren’t exclusive, not yet. At that moment, I had a sudden urge. I needed a better understanding of Kristi, and I knew how to get it. ‘Do you mind if I see your studio,’ I. Not a minute after that he stopped me quickly, and I bit my lip, afraid I had done something wrong. ‘No! Nooo,’ he caught on quickly. ‘You’re too Good,’ he sighed. ‘I was… about to…cum,’ he said quietly. ‘Lemme do all the lip biting around here,’ he winked as he lowered his mouth to mine. As we kissed, he strategically brushed his fingers against the lips of my pussy, sending a shock of electricity through my entire body, and shivers to run down my spine. He chuckled very quietly at my body’s. Then he ran his hands over my bum, and then he just pushed his hands between my legs and started to feel me there. I started to cry again, and he got really angry, telling me to shut up, and calling me a ‘Snivelling little bitch.’ He said it was time I got to work, and he made me kneel in front of him and open his trousers, and then I had to suck his cock until it was stiff and hard. Then he made me lie on the bed and he lay on top of me and pushed his cock into me. I was really dry, and it. I stirred uneasily, my husband slept beside me, his wife, likewise, slept to his left.His fingers rested quietly on the back of my mid thigh, the knowledge of his intent, touching me intimately, was a bold declaration to my womanhood, I knew he had been masturbating himself between his wife and I, so I knew he was prepared, and I was his intended victim.I was exciting myself, magnifying the events for my own sexual gratification, my last sexual relations with my husband, was over a year back,.