My pulse cracked in my temple. After taking a deep breath, I made my way over to Lucy’s walk-in closet. I nudged the door open and felt along the wa...ll for the switch. The room exploded with light and I slipped inside.Designer dresses hung proudly along both sides while endless pairs of shoes, still housed in their boxes, waited bored on shelves. With my ears pricked, I tiptoed toward a brown woven basket at the far end and peered inside.A black sequin dress lay spread out on top. Pinching it. I moved up and positioned my rock hard cock at the entrance of her pussy and slid in. After an orgasm my wife’s pussy tightens up and it is sometimes difficult to penetrate her but not this time- . It was like sliding into silk. I began to fuck her, slowly, riding my cock into her, she was bucking and pushing back at me – her eyes still closed and her mouth open wide. Then she opened her eyes and saw me, and gasped a little “ohh” and stiffened, obviously realising it was me and not Victor who. “Go ahead” you hear your self say in a low breathy voice.“Let’s see if this does any better,” he says and then puts his mouth on the stain on your bra. Then giving up any pretense of trying to clean you up, he reaches around and unhooks it, freeing your breast for his mouth to enjoy. You go crazy as his tongue circles your so sensitive nipples.Then he kisses down the drops of wine on your belly. He pulls you forward on the counter and as you lean back he removes your panties. Then his tongue is. She was nervous at the thought of somebody doing that while looking at her. Katie’s mind told her to close the chat box and go back to work. A married woman shouldn’t be talking like this to another man but still the thought of somebody doing that to her picture compelled her to continue, “Do you like what you see?”“Ohhh yeah!” appeared in front of her followed by, “Do you have any others to share?”Mrs. Jackson looked out of her office again and typed, “No!! I’m working!”“They don’t have to be.