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Now that me and Soni had had borderline sexting session the night before, it was very clear what both of us wanted. Maybe our marriages were making us a bit apprehensive? Maybe we were waiting for the other person to make that one explicit move when we were together? I don't know. All I knew was that I really did want to fuck her and judging from her responses and actions and texts, I think she was looking forward to fucking me as well. But maybe, just maybe, we had that inkling of doubt in our minds. What happens if we go down that road? We had spent lots of time talking and getting to know each other and we got along very well. That was the scary part. If we did end up fucking, maybe this won't remain lust anymore. It may develop into something and were we ready to let that happen?

I showered and messaged her if she was up. We agreed to meet in about an hour as I had a work call in 15 minutes. Once done, I grabbed her underwear I had stolen from her laundry basket. The panties were filled with my cum, now dried and stiff from all the cum, the tiny white triangle meant to cover the pussy now almost white. I smiled at our little exchange from last night and stepped out to her apartment. I rang the doorbell, hoping she would still be in her flimsy nightie from last night.

I always felt weak in the knees whenever I saw her full figure. She was just so sexy. She greeted me with a smile and I side-hugged her gently.

‘Someone is smiling ear to ear today. Looks like someone took real good care of herself last night', I made a clever remark on our borderline sexting last night which ended in both of us masturbating and telling each other we will.

‘I admit, it was a real good one', Ishe replied, ‘and I also confess I liked us acting like kids when we can be adult about it and fuck each other's brains out'.

‘I know, all in due time Soni. Let's enjoy the ride till we get there,' I softly replied, looking in her eyes and smiling while she poured coffee. ‘What are your plans for the day?'

‘Well, I have to go to do some groceries before Jay (her husband) comes home tomorrow afternoon. And then just the usual. Maybe hit the mall for a bit before coming back home. Enjoy my freedom while it lasts,' she replied.

The last part of her answer got me thinking what she was trying to say. I mean, we had shared stuff over the past few days and all, but she didn't talk about what her marriage was like, more specifically if she was unhappy in it. She did say she wished they had more passionate sex, and that she wanted her husband to be rough sometimes, make her feel owned and all, and possibly be a bit kinkier. But they had a pretty vanilla sex life. But this was her telling me something else. Hence, I enquired.

‘Well, it is just that the vanilla in the bedroom overflows outside as well. He is pretty basic in everything. He is just existing and works so much, always away on trips and everything. If I don't fool myself, I know I am living alone most of the time, I would stop short of saying independent, because he pays for everything and takes care of me. But I did not imagine this life for myself. I have more fun alone and feel lively than with him around. If I am honest, I would say I am happy he is away for work so much. I have started to like it this way. And honestly, what I am doing with you, not that we have done anything.....yet....,' she winked at me and I melted, ‘I have never stepped outside my marriage ever in the past 17 years. Before you ask how I take care of my needs, you should know we have Pornhub and I have good toys to take care of me better than he does'.

Her long venting stopped, and I took a moment to respond.

‘I am sorry about your situation. And I hope it gets better. And I hope the ‘yet' comes sooner than later', I concluded with a grin. ‘Tell you what, I am willing to tag along with you on the grocery trip because I need to get a few things as well. And then, we need to stop at the car dealership downtown as they are delivering my car today. Game?'

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