That look, those eyes, that chest, his strong hands.And, oh god, those thighs. As she’d dropped to pick up her coffee cup she’d wobbled slightly a...nd reached out to put her hand on something and found his thigh through his navy blue trousers. Thick and with a muscle like an elevator cable she had found her hand squeezing it reflexively. Astonished, at her own behaviour she hadn’t dared to look up. Her own thigh had been on show as she’d squatted and the slit ridden up. She had finally plucked. I wanted all the way in, I felt a barrier of resistance for a moment, but after dragging her towards me, and making a forceful push I felt the pop and satisfying hug of her body accepting mine. Her stomach muscles tensed and back arched as I entered, the scream a loud “Auuuuggggghhh” through the gag. I leaned over her and slapped my body into hers, squeezing and massaging her tits. Her nipples were hard and I pinched and bit at them, making her gasp and moan as I rode her. I looked to see my. She's pleasant, but could suddenly become very cold and distant. We exchanged a few casual emails and I eventually let slip just a hint of what Sue was doing, and the surprisingly great effect it had on us. She and Joe had been having problems for most of their eight year marriage, so she was interested in why and how our relationship had recently changed for the better.I always had to be extra careful of what I said and how I said it, so since she didn't rush away or swoon, I had to assume. After half an hour, the sparks of attraction were really flying between us but nothing untoward actually happened.Nevertheless, as I walked back home I felt very content. Flirting with Nancy had been a very pleasant, very unexpected experience.A couple of days later, Sarah told me that Nancy had called, wondering if I could stop by and look at some doors that were not latching properly. She joked that her husband was a lawyer so didn’t even know how to use a hammer and that she could do with a.