This time, he wore his padded bra as he was sure there was no chance of running into his parents. He then headed to the ball diamond where he found Charlene waiting. They loaded his bicycle into the trunk and then headed to the motel.Once inside the room, Charlene excused herself and headed to the bathroom, when she returned she looked like a million dollars in a long flowing peach coloured satin robe. She lost no time in wrapping her arms around him and placing her lips on his and giving him a long passionate tongue kiss. "I take it you missed me?" she asked when the kiss ended."You have no idea," Marc responded."Well, the feeling is mutual," she replied.Marc's hand went to the zipper of his jacket but she stopped him."Later for that," she stated and took him by the hand and led him to the desk and bade him sit.There laid out on the desk was an assortment of makeup, brushes, pencils and a long dark wig. Marc's cock became hard in its enclosure of his silk panties She had him sit on. I ignored the aching in the top of my stomach at the relaxing nature with which she was acting. “Tell me it’s not true.”“It is.” She said before leaning against her fridge and looking dead at me. “I’m fucking your husband.” I froze there, surprised at my ability to not give any reaction more than hearing the words she’d just said. I just sat there with my hands calmed together over my knee as she stood in her kitchen waiting for her coffee to be done brewing.“Coffee?” she said.“…I’m good.” I looked at the ground.She shrugged, then poured her cup and made her way to the couch in front of me. She sat crossing one leg over the other holding her coffee mug on her lap. I looked up at her, waiting for her to say something. An explanation. A confession. I didn’t know what I was waiting to hear, but I was waiting for something, anything.“Why?” I said, my eyes not able to look up from her dangling slipper.“Does it matter?” She took a sip.I swallowed, dreading the answer to my following.
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