Claire was shy about it, but she liked having her cheeks pulled apart. I got some more squeals and pulled her hose down her thighs and her skirt up. I... could feel myself get harder as her light brown pubic hair appeared, a small tangle covering her mons. Claire shifted her feet and thrust herself forward to my waiting fingers. I ran my hands up and down the limited area of her inside thighs I could reach and again around the soft full cheeks of her rear. I’d heard her complain a hundred times. .. Needy.. Than what you can give her even though she's not admitted it to you.She also said that she loves you and wouldn't leave you but thinks this situation your finding out about now would solve both your issues She wanted me to write you as she's not going to admit or talk to you about this and she doesn't want you to bring it up either UNLESS you have a problem with it.So let me introduce myself, I'm Mark 36 years old , 6'2 and I'm a rugby playerI'm single and a bit of a player Your wife. .” she said into my ear, “Just let your auntie take some goooood care of you.” She locked my hands to the metal bars holding the bench with handcuffs she had in her purse. I started to protest but she quieted me with a kiss.She pulled off her top and pulled a hot pair of lingerie out of the bag and began modeling for me. I squirmed and she smiled at my discomfort. “Don’t take those pants off yet Kyle. I want that cock to suffer.” She shook her boobs in the holes provided in the bra piece,. How about my goodnight kiss?" Okay!"Moments later Jean was in my arms and we were passionately swapping spit. There was only a soft sigh of pleasure when my right hand began fondling her ass, and her crotch began erotically rubbing against the rapidly growing bulge in my pants. After what seemed like hours, but was probably about 5 minutes, my left hand moved to her tit and began to squeeze and stroke all of that wonderfully firm and well formed globe. Jean wasn't wearing a bra and my cock.