"Aww does poor Jessica's bottom hurt?" Megan playfully toyed condescendingly. "Well maybe she should have done what she was told" The red haired girl ...grinned as she again gave two fierce spankings to the bare flesh of her best friend. "Well, I am going to go change clothes, and I may just take an hour or so... So no more excuses about me being a cock-block, understand?" Megan grinned, and headed towards the hall. Just as she rounded the corner out of sight, she conducted a better idea, and. ...she then asked if i could wash her boobs, i took great pleasure in soaping up her wonderful tits and gently rubbed sopa into her tits and played with her nipples, she groaned and said it was lovely, and she loved my cock, i then slid my hand over her stomach and down between her legs, i looked as if to ask and she said yes....my fingers found the groove between her fanny lips and the groove was so wet and silky smooth. I gently teased her clit which stood out asking to be played with. My. Her husband passed away just three months ago. The person she would turn to in times of such desperate need was gone. She missed him and needed the safety of his arms. She needed to be sheltered from the pain. She needed to be comforted and told that everything would be all right. She tried the best she could to clear her head. She had just returned to school this semester. Still shaken by her troubles, she tried to continue a normal life. Calculus was just the class for her. She was forced to. Curiosity of this unexpected warmth began to nibble at my thoughts. She certainly wasn’t this affectionate while dancing with her a just over half hour earlier. Where had she gone, I wondered. Intrigue finally won over as I pulled away to look into her eyes. They were tender, filled with love and emotion, yet there a hint of uncertainty. Or, was it a mischievous glimpse I saw? I cautiously asked where she had gone. Her answer would change our love life forever.Christine and I have been married.