Her red dress was low cut revealing the tops of her breast. I kissed down to the tops of her breast taking time to let my tongue dip under her bra and... flicking her nipples. She felt very good in my arms. She was breathing heavy. I stopped what I was doing, she looked confused, I took her hand and moved her toward the bed, and I sat down on the bed with her standing in front of me. She turned around and I unzipped her red dress. Under it she wore a red little push up bra with matching red lacy. “Maybe it’s the thought of another man kissing your wife that does it for you,” I demonstrated, easing my tongue into her mouth and, with my fingers still circling her clit, we kissed passionately for a minute as he stood leaning against the doorjamb, mouth open and if not for the ragged breath and the pulsing vein at his throat, as if carved from stone.“Or this…” I extricated my trapped arm, knelt between her milky white spread thighs and licked her delectable pink pussy lips from taint to. She moved like a fashion model walking the runway. I moved in closer when I saw her sitting at the table again with one of her friends talking. She obviously had a few more drinks in her now. She was venting to her friend about the lack of attention her husband was paying to her. I sat in a chair next to them inconspicuously listening in on their conversation. She went on complaining about how she worked so hard to maintain her perfect body and how little attention he paid to it. He was most. ”“I thought perhaps that your ladyship was preparing to take some exercise once our meeting was over. I did not wish to detain you any longer.”“On the contrary, I concluded my exercise shortly before this meeting. I had in fact come straight from the stables when our interview began.”Mr Collins suddenly felt his heart sink into his boots, and he had to steady himself on the side-table to prevent him from collapsing onto the floor.“I see from your expression that you know what I am talking.