We kissed passionately, wet, with tongues exploring each other’s mouth. I was cupping her ass with one hand and one of her tits with the other. She ...started rubbing my dick and telling me how bad she wanted me. We pushed back because we knew that we shouldn’t go any further there. Hell, her husband was not twenty feet from us in another room. I asked if she could get away early some day soon, and we could get a room. She told me she’d call me later and we’d figure it out. As I left, I noticed I. Then we got out and Jennifer got dressed and said she was going over to Sandy Rogers’s house. Sandy was one of her better friends. I went to my room and crashed on my bed, taking a nap.Jenn got home in time to shanghi me into helping her get dinner started. While we did that she told me about how Sandy was redecorating her bedroom and was painting it and all that kind of thing. I didn’t really care, but it was nice to just sit there and not argue about anything. I was finding that not arguing. ” Both alarmed they started asking questions at the same time. I held up my hand and they went silent. “Let me get to where we can talk and I will tell you everything just give me a little time to get there.”I began making multiple turns and checking in the mirrors regularly. Confident we didn’t have anyone following us I pulled into a truck stop off I-ninety five and backed in a parking spot that faced the building so that the license plate couldn’t be read without getting out and walking. David grabbed a trash barrel and began cleaning out the car. Obvious trash was going in the barrel; things of a personal nature were going into a small box.Danielle walked over from the house and asked, "Why are you cleaning his car out?" I was thinking of dumping it in a shopping center parking lot and letting it get stolen," David explained. "It is so trashy that no self respecting thief would want anything to do with it."They both chuckled, and Danielle pointed to the small box. "What's.