I kept this hold for a little longer than I should have. His body was hard so was his cock. He whispered in my ear: "You are still the sexist most exciting woman I have ever met. I'd give anything to have you hold my cook again Bonnie, anything."
As he tried to take my hand I knew where it was going when I felt his cock jump with his excitement. That sort of woke me up and before he could put my hand on his hard cock I gently but firmly pulled away and smiled.
I first looked down at the huge bulge in his slack. I knew his cock was huge but it looked even larger than I remembered it. Then I looked up into his blue eyes again and I felt my panties become soaking wet with my excitement. I wanted to hold his cock so badly. He smiled and said, "See? You can still make me harder faster than any woman I have ever been with."
I said, "Thanks I guess. Look John, I have to get back Bob will wonder where I got to."
He kissed my hand one last time and told me he was leaving in two days going back to Florida, where he lived. He asked me again; "Will you have dinner with me tomorrow?"
I should have said: "No way."
But instead I told him; "No, not dinner John, that's way too dangerous. I mean look at your slacks."
He smiled at me again and shrugged his shoulders. I then said the dumbest thing I could have said for a married woman: "But, how about lunch? You know some place crowded and open. I am married remember."
His smile got huge showing those white teeth and he agreed. He told me he would call me tomorrow around 9-9:30AM and give me a time. Then I could pick the place. We said our goodbyes and he went to hug me again. I put my hand on his chest and said: "Bye John I'll talk with you tomorrow."
His chest was steel.
When I got back to the table Bob was a pissed off that I took so long. He said: "Where the hell have you been, jerking off John again?"
I told him he had too much to drink and that he was loud and cruel and I was ready to go home. We left and that night in bed we were distant from each other. It was a cold bed and we slept facing away from each other. As I closed my eyes I wondered what lunch would be like with John tomorrow. I didn't tell Bob about lunch and knew that was most likely a dumb thing to do. I said to myself: "If you were smart you would bring Bob with you tomorrow."
I laid there thinking: "God John's body was so hard!"
My pussy was so wet it was sticky. Bob was already pissed off about John hearing that I had jerked him off back in college. So I didn't tell him about John and I figured I'd have lunch with John and that would be the end of it.
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