Her whole body tensed, her back arched as she thrust her pussy hard against my hand, she gave a series of little cries culminating in her orgasm shrie...k and her breasts bounced as her body juddered with the pulses of her sex climax. For a minute or so afterwards she knelt there with her spread knees still on the arms of the chair, flopped forward panting as she enjoyed her afterglow. I stood behind her holding my hand cupped between her legs gently massaging her throbbing mound and prodding her. This time she was dressed in a pair of low cut jeans. A tight white t-shirt made her breasts look perfect and her hair was tied back with a bandana. As she bent over to pick up a rag, I noticed her red thong slipping up above the waistband of her jeans and I felt a long forgotten feeling in my crotch “Hi, name’s Monique, you new to the area? She asked as she brought me another beer without me asking. “Yes I replied moved up from the city last weekend”. “You cycle?” she responded. “Yes. Then again they'd never admit they weren't virgins, reputation meant a lot in those days.It was heading up to the summer holidays of '76, one of the hottest UK summers on record and I was at a bit of a loose end. I'd been saving my pocket money up to buy a guitar. Frankly, I still hadn't enough to buy the model I wanted when my mum suggested that I enquire around to see if anyone in the family would like to have their cars washed or other household chores done.A few phone calls later and I had. Her long term goal was to be able to explain to Mike in such a way that she would convince him to try and save their marriage. So far, one thing was very clear; she had no idea how to explain her affair. There simply was no explanation that made any sense to her and sure as hell if it didn't make any sense to her, it wouldn't make any sense to Mike either.Phil sat at his desk and looked at Mary. He noticed immediately that she was very depressed. He had been worried about her for the last two.