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Afternoon Delight

Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: Simplicity, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

"I'm fine, thank you." I tried to think of a reason for pulling into a parking space so far from the store. "Why have you parked here?" He had a smirk on his face. "Were you waiting for me?” He laughed. "Um, no I was looking for my shopping list,” I lied. Proffering his hand he said, "Hello, I’m Michael." "Hello Michael, I'm Joy… very nice to meet you." I shook his hand and held on to it. "My hand… do you like it?" he teased. Embarrassed, I let go and tried to apologize. We laughed and began talking. I looked up at him but also scanned over his body. I felt myself getting wet. My goodness, what was wrong with me? I have never acted like this before. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Our small-talk conversation flowed easily and, suddenly, Michael revealed that his wife had left him several years ago for another man and he was only now starting to get his life back together. He had thrown himself into his job and not bothered with a social life. I was intrigued and, without thinking too much, invited him to get into my passenger seat. “It’ll be easier to talk,’ I said. “I won’t have to crane my neck looking up at you.” He smiled and walked around to the passenger side. Although we were strangers, amazingly our conversation continued to be personal and frank. I told him about my marriage and he nodded, knowingly. Apparently, his had been a sexless marriage, too, and we were both starved for attention. There was a definite connection between us. As we talked, we looked into ... each other’s eyes and our hands occasionally touched. I sometimes put a hand on his thigh, briefly, and he did likewise on my arms. The conversation slowed and more was said with our eyes than with our mouths. Then it happened. Michael leaned over and placed his lips on mine. A soft, gently, brief kiss became more urgent, even passionate. I felt his tongue on my lips and I parted them to accept his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues began to dance together. What was I thinking, what was I doing? We tried to embrace but a Honda with bucket seats isn't ideal for hugging. He suggested moving to his vehicle, which had a lot more room and I instantly agreed. In fact, when we got out of my car, I boldly said, “ Why don’t we get into the back?” Michael dropped the seats and he helped me climb into the back. We were like two starving teenagers. We immediately went back to kissing and his hands roamed my body. I felt him cup a breast and I gasped. Before I knew it, my dress was pulled over my head and his mouth was on my breast. He was biting through my white lace bra as he undid the hooks. My bra fell forward, exposing my breasts, and with trembling fingers, I somehow unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Oh my his chest! My hands brushed through his chest hairs and I planted wet kisses while he continued squeezing my breast. We were like two starving animals. I was rampant and pulled at his belt, unbuckled it and unzipped his his pants. Michael lifted his ass of the seat and pushed down ...