It meant that Peter had to visit her at home. According to her neighbors she was home usually after 6pm. Helen dug out all of that for him."Trish, you... want to help. I will take you to dinner after work, if you drive me to an interview with the former Mrs Waters," Peter suggested."Where are we going for dinner," she asked."I don't know, somewhere not to formal. Otherwise it's up to you," Peter said."Do you like ethnic food," she asked."TEX-MEX is about as ethnic as I get," he replied. He would. When I got to the door I noticed a UPS truck in the drive and felt relieved that it wasn't one of the neighbors coming to borrow something. My heart was beating a mile a minute from the fear of being caught doing something that I shouldn't be doing as I opened the door and greeted the delivery man. He gave me a kind of funny look as he handed me the package and asked me to sign. I set the package down on the ground and noticed a rather large bulge in the front of his pants. As I finished. Then I started fucking her in missionary position. After 15 minutes I came inside her pussy. She told that she had a surprise for me. I asked her to show it. She immediately dressed herself up and walked downstairs into the house. I was still in the terrace. When she returned she had a dildo, Vaseline and a mobile phone in her hand. I asked “for what you have brought these things”. She didn’t answer to my question but called her friend Divya through phone. I asked for what she called her. Jesus yes...I want your cock inside me...You like my cock?I LOVE your cock..Did you like when it came inside you?She gasped and held her breath and moaned. I heard her whimper and sob. Stop by my office now, before you leave for the day, she said, and hung up.I did. The blinds were drawn shut. She opened her door and let me in. The room had the unmistakable odor of cunt in heat. She ran her fingers under my nose and between my lips to let me smell and taste her fresh musk. I reached down and.