She sat quite still, looking out of her window, her fingers twined together in her lap. He looked straight ahead again. Driving was demanding enough o...f his attention at normal times, not to mention in this kind of weather. His thoughts wandered. Was his wife back at home from work?Automatically his eyes strayed again and rested briefly on her. Catching himself, he shook his head and frowned, straightening his eyes once more. But not before he’d seen the goose-pimples on her arms, the fingers. It was strangely exciting for Bob to feel her little warm limp hose against him.He got up to make a cup of tea, returned to find Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would have to make his apologies and leave, he felt a pang of disappointment at the loss of this erotic holiday romance full of forbidden fruit and broken taboos.So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be more than likely better tomorrow. "Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on your fucking knees" I had hardly told her before the girl was on her knees between my legs, bolognese and spaghetti covering her pale face as she looked expectantly at me as I pulled out my thick 7.5 inch cock and made her deep-throat it hard. He asked me if I had a date and I smiled back, licking my red lips and saying not yet…Peter checked around to see if anyone could see us. Satisfied, he reached over and he slowly moved the skirt up exposing my ass cheeks. He said a friend was out of town and then he had an apartment available. He invited me to go there for a drink after he closed the store. I asked him if we would be alone…Peter smiled and said he could make some arrangements…We went in my car to that apartment. There we found.