Meet me in the parking lot and I will follow you home.”
After a brief discussion, we exchanged vehicle information and agreed that I would wait for him to drive by, and then follow him home so nobody would actually see us together after work. Thank you, Ritchie. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.”
All the way home, I was thinking about the pleasures we had just shared. Far from helping matters, if anything, confronting him about his own affair only seemed to have intensified his obsession with getting me to admit to an affair that had never happened; and as the interrogations wore on day after day, I got to thinking that if it was already a forgone conclusion that I was sleeping around, maybe I should just go ahead and do it. Only time would tell…. As we drove to his house, the struggle between guilt and excitement continued. As my orgasm overtook me, my contracting muscles sent him over the edge, his cock throbbing as it shot stream after stream of hot cum deep inside me. So …. Why not? Ignoring my plea, he pulled out of me and slid down my body, where he turned his attention once again to my over-sensitive breasts.
