I rushed inside my new temporary home to get the presents I got for my wife and her son. My lunch hour was dwindling down and I knew she would have to go back home soon. Before I had gotten out of the car, I had put the notion in her head that I just wanted a taste of her. Just let her play with herself and I just suck the juices from her fingers.
When I had gotten back in, her blue eyes full of life and her words soft, “if you want a taste so bad, come and get it yourself.” Our lips met for a few moments before I let my fingers fumble with her pants. I pulled away and stared into her baby blue eyes. She kind of gasped at how my fingers undone her pants and working down her underwear.
She assisted with a little pull down on her pants and panties. My finger slipped inside of her just like old times. I watched her hand tighten around the door handle as she kept softly gasping from my touch. The more and more my finger played in her, the more her pants fell down to her ankles.