”“What?” she returned, frowning, but she also suspected.“Jas, dammit, I...”“You what?” she interrupted. “What’s going on? And why th...at look on your face?”“Well, hell. The General...” But his sentence was cut short as she grabbed his neck, pulled him down and kissed him.Her original intention had been to stop him from saying anything about the column area where the cameras could hear him, but, as soon as her mouth locked onto his, her worries, the cold, everything except the man whose arms were. "So that's not youdressed up as a woman in those photos?" she asked again. I took a deepbreath and broke into tears, my secret was exposed, she saw my photos, howcould I be so stupid. "Okay yes that is me, I'm so sorry you had to seethat, I'm not sure what to say." as I sat down on the couch. Jessicaobviously saw that I was upset, "You have nothing to be sorry about, I amreally sorry that I saw the pics, I wasn't snooping around, they were onthe screen, how long have you been doing this?" I. She nodded.An awkward silence fell over them. He sneaked a look at the bed, then saw she had caught his stealthy glance. The color in her cheeks deepened as she looked away.Her chair scraped the wooden floor when she rose suddenly to clear the table. Still not looking at him she stacked the dishes in the sink and began to wash them. He watched her cute behind, remembering what was under her dress, getting hotter by the minute.He got up and stood close behind her. She gave a little . I could see his soft cock still inside her. I a few minutes she started getting off him. His cock pulled out of her and fell on his thigh, it was totally soft yet twice as long as mine when hard. My wife started putting her bikini back on as she told me the bottoms will hold his sead in her. Then she put on her top and kissed her guy friend. He had pulled up his shorts and told her that he would be back for more of her pussy Sunday evening. She told him OK then tanked him for fucking her so.