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Hard time

I picked up Mrs Brown at th eairport. Returning from her shopping spree in Rome.
    Beautiful lady.  Tall, slim, dark brown shoulder lenght hair.  Mid-thirties and married to a rich land-owner.  She was wearing a tight white silk blouse, the nipples under there fighting to get out. She also wore a dark red short skirt, defining lovingly her great  ass.
     ''Nice trip, ma'am''?
     ''Yes, thank  you James'' she replied as I picked up her bags and put them in the  trunk.
Walking by me, a nipple gently touched my  arm as she stepped in the limo.
     A smooth ride on the highway.  She looked at me, made small talk, but sat in a way, legs slightly apart, which showed her white laced panties.
     Normally, when we reach the residence she  gives me a tip eventhough her husband pays me well.  Not this time.  '' I will need your help this evening'' she said, ''seven o'clock. We'll use the BMW''....and she discreetly handed me a pair of her pink panties.  perfumed and recently worn, I  noticed as I brought them close to my face, watching  her lovely behind as she walked to the front door.
     I parked the car, then walked up to my apartment over the garage.  I knew her husband was cheating on her.  I wasn't wrong about what she had in mind. I made sure
I had my mini bu very powerful camera in my pocket when I picked her up at seven.
     The BMW wasn't out of place in the fancy area. MrsBrown, wearing a dark pantsuit and low heels led the way to a bushy area where we had a good view of the ground floor window of the apartment across the lane.
     Her husband was in the company of his sweetie,  We observed the action and it got more intense by the minute, Mr Brown undressing her, groping, kissing, and doing her right there on the kitchen table.
     Once we had what we needed we got back in the BMW. But instead of sitting in the back seat, Mrs Brown sat on the passenger seat.
     ''Thank you'' she said, getting closer to me, closer yet to be able to be embraced and let me feel her up.  I got hard indeed and she found a way to release my tool.  Nice smile on her face as she took it in her hand and stroked,
     ''Tonight my dear'' she said, going for it, ''you get the blow job…..tomorrow he gets the shaft''
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