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One month into my affair, Kirsten and, I had gotten to know each other, inside, and out. Thoughts of an affair never entered my mind before, and of course the shock of it being with my husband's ex-wife, shot my nerves to bits. Jack was ignorant that I was spending time with Kirsten. As we both had needs, even times when Jack wasn't away, we had small sex sessions. I began lying to Jack, telling him I was going out with other friends, or just going shopping. After that night, I received many texts from her everyday. I would receive 'sexts', or descriptions of her day. As girlfriends, we developed a tight relationship. We had grown together, as I guess Jack, and I had grown apart. Even though Jack, and I hadn't spent a lot of time together, he never seemed to worry about it. So it seemed we both had separate lives. Anyway, on one Saturday afternoon, she just showed up without calling. As we were supposed to keep this on the down low, a call, or a text became necessary before she came over. Although, she knocked, and I traveled to the door. As I had no idea who had knocked, I opened the door, and received a kiss. "What are-" I said before I was cut off. The kiss lasted for about seven seconds, before my hands came to her breasts, and pushed her off me. As Jack just sat in the living room, whispers came out. "Kirsten, what are you doing here? Jack is in the living room," I whispered. A disappointed look instantly took over her face. "Damn, I hoped he just be out somewhere, because I miss my girlfriend. I need her," she said. "We had sex like seven times yesterday while he worked. I even took off work early, and just make sure you got to eat my pussy for an extra hour," I reminded her. A guilty look appeared on her face, and cheeks were dyed bright red. "What can I say? I'm addicted to Pendik Escort you, and your pussy. How about we go out shopping? I'd love to buy you some panties I take off you," she said from about a foot away. Her head leaned towards me, as a devilish smile showed up. "With my teeth," she whispered. My dry panties developed into wet ones. By then, her mind could pinpoint to the exact right buttons to push. As I wore another skirt, her head came back a bit, and her eyes viewed a little bit of cum running down on leg. Then her head came back towards me. "Let's face it, we're both in love, and addicted to one another. You can keep lying to Jack about us if you want, I won't force you to tell him, or deliberately try to get caught either. I love you too much to do that," she explained. "Do I feel a 'but' coming?" I pondered. "I just love you, Donna, that's all," she told me. Then Jack came to the door. "Whose there?" Jack asked. He saw Kirsten standing at the doorway, with a skeptical face. "What are you doing here, Kirsten?" he wondered. Her shoulders shrugged, as she looked away. "I don't know, sorry I bothered you," she replied, just before she left. Unsure what to do, I couldn't let her just leave like that. Although, if I went to talk to her, Jack would discover our dirty little secret. I opted to wait a few minutes, and quietly text her. I escaped to the bathroom, and sent her one. "I know you are addicted to me, but damn, Kirsten, can't you go without me for one day?" I sent her. A minute later, a reply came. "No, I need you more than just when Jack isn't around, or when you can sneak me in," she sent back. A single tear escaped, and went down my cheek. "Okay, we can go shopping," I texted her. Not even twenty seconds later, my text signal jolted again. Pendik Escort Bayan "Thank you, I love you," her text read. Annoyed, I opted to not text back. Then my feet led to the living room. Jack had a football game on. "I'm gonna go shopping, while you watch your game," I let him know. "Okay, I love you," he replied, as he gave me eye contact. "Me too," I told him softly. As it was six in one, and half dozen in the other, the guilt, and pleasure were about equal. How could I pick just one of them. Anyway, she texted me to meet her at the mall. So, I drove over there, and met her in the food court. I spotted her sitting at a table, and I approached her. "Hey, how are you doing?" I asked. "Give me a kiss in front of these people, and I'll be a little better," she replied. My lips made the full trip to her's, and another smile appeared, with her teeth out. "Sit down," she said. I sat across from her, and just glared at her. It was unclear what she was thinking, but I knew she had something on her mind. "It seems we are in a fucked situation. You love me, and I love you, but you are married to someone you love as well. I'm sorry I've been clingy, I can't help it. I don't want you to resent me," she told me. "Are you breaking up with me?" I wondered, as another tear made an appearance. Even though it would be a way out, my desires were still to be with her. The sex never went downhill, and our social relationship had matured greatly, so we could do anything together. "No, I'm not. I know I told you I would never force you to tell Jack about us, but I'm wondering if it would be worth it in the end. He may like it, you never know. He might even want to join us," she suggested. Completely clueless what to reply, a 'Hell no.' look shot at her, as there Escort Pendik was no way I'd do that. I'd be nerve racked of what could come after that. "Don't worry about it, Donna. I knew the answer before I suggested it, but maybe you can do something else for me," she told me. "What?" I wondered. She stood up, and her feet strolled two feet towards me. Her hand made itself known, and opened up. "Let me show off my boiling hot girlfriend to complete strangers," she replied. My hand came to it, and she towed me up. She gave me a long kiss, as our hands never departed. A lesbian walk commenced, and a few eyes were caught, but no stares came about. Anyway, we paraded ourselves over to Victoria's Secret, so she could buy me those panties. We arrived there, still holding hands, and she found a sales lady. "Hi, I'd like to buy some sexy panties for my girlfriend here," she said, just before I received a lip print on my cheek. "I'd love to," the sales lady told us. Then the lady showed us many styles of panties, and all of them could be pulled off me, with Kirsten's teeth. The lady set out a few different pairs of panties in front of us, in different styles, and colors. "I'm Holly by the way. It's nice to see lesbian couples in here. As you can see, we have a wide selection that you will love. We have cotton lingerie bikini panties, in pink, blue, and in these different designs. Like with poke a dots, hearts, or 'Love' printed on the back. The lacie thong, we have all the colors in this too. Maybe you'd enjoy this favorite: a v-string pair of panties. I actually have a pair of these in black. See anything you like, ladies?" Holly pondered. Kirsten's hands turned into a panty magnet, grabbing many different pairs. Even as her hands contained seven, shit hit fan. She plopped all of them in my arms, and launched a shopping spree. A lot of different things were chosen by her. Bras, perfumes, bikinis, and other stuff too. Thoughts of a large bill sprung to mind. As my hands were completely full, her face buzzed towards mine. "I can't tell you how much you mean to me, Donna.