That look that went back to the flirtee or the flirted that said, “ummm, YES, it’s possible.” But that’s where I always left it, when I was ma...rried, or in any committed relationship, I NEVER acted upon my flirtatious words, actions, or looks. TRUST is the glue of any relationship and the core of the word “love”. No trust, no love. Thus, why I was in divorce court.She could point to no affairs, no cracks in my credo of trust. In her statement, she admitted to the court that I was the same Rick. Her breathing quickens as he opens her blouse a little more with every button that is undone. He reaches the clasp of her front-hook bra and with a single deft twist, it flies apart, causing her to gasp aloud. Then his hands are on her now exposed breasts...Charlotte's own hands have moved up to her breasts as she mimics his movements in her mind."Please Sir," she says to him. "Please... I need you."He knows the need which she speaks of because he feels it too. He pulls her to her feet, gently. He choked and coughed, slapping at the dust hanging thick in the air around him, wiping the worst of it from around his eyes. ‘Well she-yit.’ He remarked with a cough. A big rock lay half buried in the loose dirt just in front of his bike. He was unhurt, except for maybe a few more scratches to add to the dozens he already carried. His bike, however, did not fare so well. The chain had jumped free of the big geared cog behind the pedals, and the kid knew it would be a bear to get it back on.. "Oh, you poor thing! I can't believe I was so selfish. Take your shorts off. Let me take care of you." I raised my hips and quickly pulled my shorts and underwear off, tossing them to the floor. As she began to kiss her way down my chest, Jessica gripped my engorged cock in her delicate hand and began to stroke it slowly. After what seemed like hours to me, her lips finally reached my dick. Starting at the base, Jessica's soft warm tongue licked all the way to the tip. My dick jumped.