. admit it. You won't embarrass me!"I looked at her without saying anything. She shifted her position as best she could and beckoned me toward her. I ...was surprised when she leant toward me and kissed me on the lips. "What you doing tomorrow night?" she asked."Nothing - apart from working" I said."Knock on my door about 9pm then...." and she got her walking stick, opened the car door, manouvered herself out of it and walked off up her path. I sat there for a moment wondering what to do.24 hours. Standing there was a very tall, very handsome young man. He reached out effortless and retrieved the blouse, handing it to Mrs. Jensen."Here ya go." he said with a smile, eyes locked on the married woman."Thank you." she replied.Her eyes lingered for a moment then she started to walk away. Any other time she might have stopped and chatted with such a handsome man, but no, not anymore. She headed to the dressing room thinking she had done good by walking away. She even convinced herself not to. And according to her “at least twice as much cum as ever.”She popped her finger into her mouth, slobbered it up, and then reached around and pulled his butt closer, guided his cock into her mouth and slowly slid her finger up his asshole. Then she started thrumming her finger on his prostate. And just like that, Patrick came with a huge load into her mouth. She sat up and opened her mouth to show Patrick and Mike how much cum Patrick had pumped in her. And then in a gulp, it was gone. Patrick. He pulled away and went to his room. I finely grabbed that drink and went back to my bedroom to take a shower. I looked at Peter and he was fast asleep. I closed the bathroom door to take my shower. Standing there I was trying to figure out what I was going to do. I knew Bart had the upper hand and I was caught between a rock and a hard place. (His fucking prick)Now all day Saturday on and off like I told you just drove me to do Friday night all over again. Including going to the kitchen to.