” I went back to fingering her slit through her panties and flicking a nipple with my other hand. Sarah’s arousal grew and became noticeable as I ...felt her panties get damp, then wet. I could see a dark spot of her juices grow through her panties. Her hips began to rise in rhythm with my fingering. Her breath grew deeper and soon I could feel her pussy contract into her orgasm. I gave her a soft, deep kiss and suggested we go back to sleep. “We’re going lingerie shopping tomorrow.”In the. He had not remarked much either time, just smiled passionlessly and carried on. Strangely enough, she had begun to find something interesting in him. She started paying attention to his words and ways. He did not change the way he behaved towards her, even when she confessed that she was falling in love with him one summer evening. She found that comforting, after the heat and love and hate that had marked her previous relationships. His lovemaking was like the rest of him – it began with a. We struck up a conversation and he whispered some really nasty things during your event. He told me he thought you were gay, the way your ass jiggled. He got me so wet and confused, I couldn't concentrate. I never met you afterwards, like we had planned, because Jim took me home-- only we didn't go straight home."Jim laughed as his fingers cupped her pussy through her jeans."We stopped at a pet supply store and I paid my friend, the manager, to let us use the back room," he said. "I took her. He drove slowly and parked his car, waved a couple of neighbors and then changed his clothes. He wore an inconspicuous white T-shirt and jeans, and easily sneaked into his wife’s friend house. She was away, that tall beautiful brunette who always watched him when he was doing the lawn. She had a great taste in panties and he easily picked up a few of her silky underwear. Then he went to the next house and took a few of the red sassy panties that their slutty friend loved to wear while she was.