"I am so very, very happy to hear that!" I said with a contented smile on my face. "Go get cleaned up and then get ready to go to breakfast. I'll call... Josh and set up lunch. We can meet him at the little café on Third Avenue. You know the place, the one with the great strawberry parfaits that you like so much." I swear she purred like a kitten at the mention of the parfait. Beth nodded, "That would be good." I used her cell phone to send a text message of our plans to Josh. He confirmed almost. I sucked her tits while rubbing her pussy through her panties and she'd get wetter and wetter. Nibbling all over her while she laid back I'd pull her panties off and we'd get into a 69. She'd start licking and sucking my cock while I buried my face in her hot wet pussy licking all around her clit and up and down her slit. We'd 69 for a few minutes until she came a couple of times then I'd turn around and rub my cock all over her wet pussy making her hotter. She'd beg me to put it in and I'd ask. “We’ll get through this disaster the same wayWe’ve gotten through every other disaster,” I thought. “Junk food and porn.”For years now, Nichole and I had been watching porn together and recently we had started to masturbate together while we watched. My parents would be gone until morning so we had nothing to worry about. I got the Oreos, chips and dip, and soda, and then I called dominos to have them deliver some pizzas. I went into the den to set up the junk food, and then I went up to my. The hand squeezed my tool. I slid my boxer shorts down my legs and kicked them off under the covers. I pulled the warm body on top of myself. We kissed, deeply and passionately, as she pressed her body against mine.Suddenly, I realized the body was not Margaret, but someone with whom I had not slept with or kissed before. My instinct was to push her off from on top of me, but I didn’t. I couldn’t.“We can’t,” I said.“Yes, we can,” she whispered.“No,” I replied.“I’m saving your fucking marriage,”.