Somehow the conversation turned to marriage and relationships and how tough they are. We are both married. The conversation was never inappropriate an...d we exchanged business cards in the end as I told her I would help her find someone in my company that she could sell her product to. I received a different sort of e-mail a day later. It said, "I enjoyed meeting you. I know this may be a little crazy, but I sensed something between us. I am unhappy in my marriage and I think you are too. I am. The cashier offers to replace them in the correct size to which She answers, “Oh those aren't for me, they're for him,” and points at your reddened face.You try and take the joke like a champ and laugh it off, but after you've walked her back to her car and set up a time for your date, she reached into the bag and hands the outfit to you.“For our date,” she says, smiling.You don't think you understand and you tell her you don't, and all the while she keeps smiling as she explains. “To wear. Whimpering I shake my head as he presses the third inside followed by the fourth. My body awakening to the feel of his fingers with in me as he kisses me roughly. God why am I feeling like this? Why am I wet at the thought? I cry silently. He pulls his fingers from me and pulls me upstairs. Hello. My name is Scotty. A voice brought me out of my memory with a start. Looking into his eyes…I smell his cologne. Hmmm Hello. I say in a purr. His Scottish burr called to me. His scent called to me.. I have always trained so i'm in good shape"fuck me,that arse looks better than mine!If i had a cock I'd be bollock deep in you by now".By this time I was stroking my cock over the cotton thong."pull that thong to one side and sniff these knickers"I obeyed as my solid cock dropped out one drop of pre-cum fell from my cock still attached by a gossamer thread to my japs eye.I knelt and buried my face in that sopping wet twat as she pumped her fingers in and out of herself,the feeling of my cock.