"Nice," Dan said. "Nice touch."

She kept telling herself that she was a good wife, that she could get up and leave before things got started. She had done nothing wrong yet. Only a kiss. She could leave.

She knew she wouldn't as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Come here," he said.

She stood up and walked to him. He tugged her down into his lap and she felt his hard bulge pressing against her buttocks.

He kissed her throat softly, and then ran his tongue over her cheek and to her mouth. This time his lips were hungry and his tongue fondled her tongue roughly. She was breathing rapidly when he released her.

Once more she looked down at herself and saw the edges of her yellow panties. And his hand slowly crept up under her skirt and touched her pussy. "Oh no," she said. "You shouldn't do that. I shouldn't let you."

She put her hand on his arm but she didn't have the strength to pull him away. His fingers touched her cunt and felt her wet panties.

"You hot little momma," he said. "You're already coming. You sweet thing."

He pulled her back onto the bed on top of him. He bruised her mouth with hard kisses while his hands went underneath her skirt to cup her buttocks.

"Oh God," she said softly.

He pushed her over onto her back and his weight came down on top of her. His hands went to the buttons of her blouse. She put her hand out to stop him once more. It was too late. He peeled her blouse back to reveal her tits concealed in a yellow bra.

"Stop," she pleaded.

"You don't want me to stop," he said. "You want me to fuck you. You have nice tits. Very nice tits."

He lifted her back and easily unsnapped her bra. He pulled it off her and she felt the air against her naked flesh. He cupped one tit in his hand and began to softly massage it.