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“Shall we go to my place?” Pam asked. I didn’t know what to say. I was not one to cheat on my wife. I couldn’t bring myself to live with the guilt. Pam was the neighbor down the street and the jogging buddy with my wife. I found myself attracted to Pam for a variety of reasons, the least of which was her outgoing personality and killer body. I did my best to maintain my distance, but Pam made it very difficult for me. Pam had invited me to a game of tennis. I used to play tennis back in college, so I eagerly looked forward to a spirited challenge, especially since it had been a few years since I had stepped on to a tennis court. Pam’s tennis court flash sans underwear robbed me of any concentration I needed to effectively compete against her. I found myself trying to recoup as we settled into the front seat of her two-seated red sports car. Not much needed to be said as Pam rested her hand on my thigh. “You know you Ümraniye Escort want it,” Pam teased, as she moved her hand up my thigh and felt the bulge in my tennis shorts. “Oh wow!” Pam exclaimed, feeling my erection. I had to stop her. “I will do things to you, and with you, that you’ve never experienced before,” Pam suggestively implored. I closed my eyes as she rubbed my cock through the thin fabric of my shorts. She leaned across the seat divide and whispered, “I want to taste your cock.” She fumbled with the zipper of my tennis shorts, but only for a second. She pulled my cock from the confines of my underwear and studied it for a second. “I think I like it,” she remarked, curling her fingers around my thick shaft. Pre-cum leaked from the tip end and she used a finger to spread it around the purplish-gray end of my circumcised phalanx. She leaned over and lightly kissed the tip Ümraniye Escort Bayan end of my manhood, then slowly slipped her luscious lips over the end of it. I pulled her hair to the side and held it back, as she pushed her mouth father down the length of my shaft, even as she held it by the base with two fingers and her thumb. “You’re going to make me cum,” I remarked. “That’s what I want,” Pam replied. “Cum!” “I am going to,” I replied. Marianne always pulled off whenever I would make such a pronouncement, so I was surprised when Pam, said “Cum!” My balls tightened and I shot my first load of semen deep inside of Pam’s oral cavity. A second rope followed. She didn’t flinch or gag, but swallowed everything I had to offer. She hummed as I unloaded inside of her mouth. I couldn’t believe it. She pulled my cock out of her mouth, and sucked the remnants of cum from the tip end Escort Ümraniye of my still-pulsating cock. I closed my eyes. “See?” Pam remarked. “I bet you have never been sucked off like this before.” Only by a drunk stripper, but that is another story for another day. Pam knew what she was doing. I had to admit, her oral skills were excellent. Pam used a small towel to wipe me clean and then tossed it into her back seat. Part of me feel dirty, and part of me felt great. There was no denying, Pam oozed sexiness on a level I had not experienced before. “We’ll,” Pam remarked, “We better call it a day. Maybe we can do this again.” I nodded my head in agreement. * * * * * * I was in the study when I heard a knock at the back door to our kitchen. Since Marianne, my lovely wife of almost twenty years, was already in the kitchen, I didn’t bother to get up. By the greeting, I could tell it was Pam, the vivacious and very outgoing neighbor, from down the street. Their conversation was light and giggly. Then I heard Pam remark, “I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but the look on his face when he realized I didn’t have on any panties was simply priceless.” I repositioned myself to capture more of the conversation.
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