As we went on she started to moan, and hold her crotch. She was worried about making a wet stain on her red skirt. She proceed to lift her ass off the... seat to pull the skirt off. As she did so she let a squirt of piss shoot into her panties. It was now i noticed joyce was wearing hold up stockings. she pulled her coat off the back seat to cover herself. As she spun round she put her ass in my face I so wanted to touch it. She seem to compose herself for a minuete, then she screamed at me to. I fancied I could feel the heat and texture of his fingertips through the thick corduroy of my jacket sleeve. We crossed the parking lot in long, splashing strides. Without slowing, I pressed the button on my key fob to unlock the car. He laughed as I ducked into the driver’s seat, a throaty chuckle that made me wonder what he sounded like as he came. Circling the hood, he opened the passenger door and slipped inside. The downpour sounded marvelously loud in the metal confines of my little car,. "I was one hundred percent ready to set a match to our marriage. Then I..." I stop myself just short of telling him that I went off and had sex with a woman. It may seem unfair, but I still want him to wonder about how I spent the time I was absent, and who I spent it with, and how I gained so much confidence and used it against him. "I drew you into this open marriage agreement and cuckolded you. And we're both still fucking other people and we're both somehow coping with that." I deliberately. "My husband makes the best Magaritas." she said and realized she had just slipped."Oh, your married? I mean, because you know, I still have mine on." he said showing her. He wiggled his finger, the gold band flashed at her. She suddenly felt very guilty.Michelle pulled her bag over and dug down into them. She flushed as she put her rings back on her finger. She wiggled them."For the past six months my husband has been working seven days a week, and long hours on this project and he promised me.