There was a silent communication between us, a shared feeling of awareness of our bodies. Normalcy was to be the key here. I walked out the back door and across the yard to the shed and pulled the door open. We sat still and silent for sometime, my cock getting increasingly hard. But it was the sweetest kiss that I can remember. She leaned forward and placed the kitten back in its place under the bench and then sat up in my lap again and put her hands over mine and replaced them on her breasts. I did not want to jeopardize this secret and enticing relationship by being too eager. It was difficult for my eyes to focus at first, I had to move to see clearly. She readily caught on to this and was eager for more, soon our mouths were open and our tongues exploring. As my wife returned she assumes a squatting position and my view is much changed and I can’t help but wonder if she did this on purpose.
