As my skirt hit the ground, I heard a gasp from beside us. He looked over and saw who it was he then quickly let go of me and put his pants on. "Sweetie, I can explain." He said to the mystery woman.
"Who is she? Whyd you call her sweetie?" I asked as I started to feel played, but he then told me,"That's my wife." I was heartbroken. I never knew he had a wife cause I never saw a ring or pictures.
"I'm pregnant with your child while you're over here with another girl!" His wife yelled and screamed at him. I started to back away to see if I could leave, but he grasped my wrist, pulling me behind him. "So? It's not my fault. You don't ever visit me." He told his wife.
I was so focused on their argument that I didn't notice that his hand had moved from my wrist. I felt his warm, big hand pulling down my panties as he argued with his wife. I knew what he was doing was wrong and that I should stop him, but his other hand was rubbing it.
I felt too good to stop, so I let him keep going.
