She set the note to the side and sipped the wine as she filled in her paperwork , every few minutes her mind was distracted and she would look over at... the note where she had left it before going back to thinking about her work and at one point she lifted the note and put it in her handbag to put it out of sight . it was no use she thought as she packed up her work , she couldn't concentrate on the work after the note and as she lit a cigarette her mind kept going back to the stranger . for a. ..I was so unnerved but couldn't manage to say anything.He went to my wife and grabbed her by the hips, pulled her close and started putting his tongue in her mouth. Her tongue started meeting his and his hand went between her legs....and he ripped off her panties. I decided later that I would tell her that I was upset she made out with him."Get on the bed, Whore."I couldn't believe it. How dare he talk to my wife like that. I was in absolute shock. It was then I realized he was a liar. He was. Jazz held onto my big ass, fingers still enjoying the feel of the suspenders straps. I could feel the swollen bell end finding its way to pleasure me. My cunt was soaking now and Jazz was eager to get inside me. I wriggled about on his wide bell end, then lifted myself up and down on it. My big stud just pulled me gently towards him, his power beyond my feeble resistance. Mmmmm I could feel the massive banana slowly sink into me, speeding up as the widest part opened me up. Taking Jazz is like. Her legs weaken; I hold her. A small noise escapes her, her body jerking in my grasp. We hold each other in this position for a minute or so. Me on my knees hugging Jay’ hips and feeling her pussy. She cradling my head and stroking my hair, “I love you Bob.” “I love you too.” Pulling my hand out from under her dress I put my fingers in my mouth, one at a time, tasting her. I smile up at Jay. She whispers; “Your a pig. .., I’m going to use your washroom.” I shrug and nod yes to her. Jay looks.