He had to face the reality of today's desire. Her body pressing against his slightly as if promising pleasures beyond his belief. Her fingers ent...wined with his magically sending images and visions to his brain that only the two of them could see. How quickly he had gone from predator to prey. Her mouth moved closer to his ear. He could feel her hair tickling his face. Her scent overwhelmed him and the familiar ache in his groin began to build. Like an old friend it came. “I feel pretty today,” she continued before she took a sip of her coffee.Once I sat down at my desk I looked over at her. I could see why she felt pretty today, her pussy was shaved clean as a whistle from top to bottom. And with her legs parted her pussy opened up nicely, affording a shallow but nice view of her pink interior. “I agree with you Mrs. Rebecca, you do look pretty today.” A broad smile came across her face as she again took a sip of her coffee. “Scooterfish.” Rebecca froze. A smile spread across her face as she leaned in and took most of it into mouth, sucking and licking her prize.Eric, overcome by the whole scenario, leaned back on his hands and let out a guttural groan, “Oh, jeez! Oh, god! Oh, fuck!”His hips bucked a couple of times and he fired his load into her mouth.Megan pulled back, shocked and a little disgusted at the taste. “Hey, you doofus! A little warning might have been nice!”Sandy, fearing the premature ejaculation was going to end the session, hit. I slipped from bed and walked into the bathroom to gather my thoughts. There I felt myself erect and sought to relieve myself, stroking slowly up and down the length of my cock, feeling my balls growing tight and cum churning up to erupt in strong spurts. But it was with tumult as I pictured not my wife, but Anita as my orgasm coursed through my body. That day played out awkwardly as I tried to avoid Anita while I found a way to apologize for my actions. It was at supper as she sat down to eat.