“I…..we..shouldn’t…..I think…..yes..but…..” She replied nervously.
“Oh I think we can get by the buts.” He said as he gently ran his fingers down her bare arm, then placed his hand on her hip,”I think you want to get by the buts. you just need a littie prompting.”
“I’ve never….” She whispered.
“Me either. ” He whispered back as he gently massaged her hip letting his finger tips work their way between her shirt and leggings until they were touching the bare skin of her hip.
He felt her tremble, then she whispered nervously,”What…what would Ellen say if she found out?”
From her question, Jim knew she was ready to give in as he let his fingers move slowly along top band of her leggings.
“There’s only two of us who will know about it. I won’t tell her if you don’t.” He said as fingers now touching her the soft smooth skin of her belly as he slowly slipped them down under the band of her leggings.
“I….I..don’t know….” She whimpered, her body trembling.
“Sure you do.” He whispered back, “You just don’t want to admit it to yourself yet, but you want to; you know you want to. I can make you feel so good. I’ll make you cum and cum and cum. I promise.”
As he talked he had turned his hand so the palm was against her belly, then slowly pushed his fingertips deeper under her leggings.
He put his other hand behind her head, stroked her hair and with his mouth close to her ear whispered, “Admit it, you want this. You want me to do this….”
As he spoke he continued to slowly push his hand down inside her leggings. He could feel her trembling, hear a soft whimper coming from her, but she didn’t try to stop him as he slowly inched his hand down into the tight confines of her leggings, over her mound, through the curls of her pubes until his middle finger was touching the top of her slit.
“But…I shouldn’t….you’re an old man…I’m married….you’re married…we shouldn’t…..I shouldn’t let you….Ohhhhhh….”she moaned as Jim’s finger slipped between the soft warm lips of her pussy and touched her clit.
He began to slowly rub her clit and from time to time slide his finger lower and push it in and out of her wet, warm tunnel. Each time he pushed his finger into her he could feel her getting wetter and wetter.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..my Godddddddd…”Pam moaned, spreading her legs apart and tipping her hips up to give him better access as she clutched the edge of the counter for support.
“Like that? Isn’t it good?” Jim whispered, his lips against her ear, one hand on the back of her head gently stroking her hair as the fingers of the other worked at her warm, wet pussy.
“Are you going to cum for me? Cum on my fingers? You know you want to. Go on, let go..cum for me baby…cum…for….me…” Jim punctuated the last three words by sliding two fingers into her pussy each time he said a word, as he used his thumb to gently rub the hard nub of her clit. He stepped closer and put the lump of his hard cock against her side as he whispered,”Cum for me baby, then we’ll fuck. I’ll eat you. I’ll fuck you. I’ll make you cum again and again. I’ll make you feel soooooo good. Cum…for…me. Cum for me baby. Cum for me.”