She had taken her bra off in the office before getting into Paul's car."I love eating your pussy. I'll suck your clit so hard you gonna cum non stop!"... Tom tried to keep up with Judy's phone sex fantasy."Yes! Yes! Suck my clit!" Wet sucking noises could be heard even on Tom's phone. His hand was like a blur over his cock. Pre-cum covered his palm as he imagined his wife lying in bed fingerfucking herself as she talked to him on the phone.Paul captured her sensitive clit with his lips and sucked. Maybe that night was just a one-time thing. She shakes those doubts away. Her arousal demands it, as it demands she do something. So she turns to him and places her hand on his thigh, watching his reaction. “So, we haven’t sat down to talk about what happened the other night”Brock’s cock twitches in his jeans. He swallows. “Did you like it?” he asks.Sylvie’s hand creeps up his thigh slowly. “I did,” she replies.He grows to full hardness, smiling at her. When her hand reaches the bulge in his. He said yeah, stuck his hand through the window and ran it over her naked belly, down to her pussy and over her legs. He then thanked us, zipped up and went to his car. We were both ready, now, for the theater.My wife made herself presentable but only buttoned two of the buttons on her shirt. We went inside to buy tickets and the manager looked at us and smiled a bit, telling us that there was a couples only section on the last six rows of the left side. We thanked him and walked in, standing. Then, like nothing was out of the ordinarily, Jeff and I carried my briefcase and tote bag to the dinner room table. Then before I was going to sit down, Amy, his wife, stopped me and asked me to sit on a towel that she handed me. After I sat down, she took a seat next to her husband and we started going over the property details like I have many times before.I know it sounds funny, but for those minutes while I was doing what I was trained to do as a Realtor, I totally forgot that I was still.