Lust At First Sight VI

When I said my pussy would always be yours, I meant it, in all of the ways that I could mean it. It belongs to you. You can take it whenever you want." My cock grew a few sizes larger in my pants. I could feel it shifting, and my heartbeat getting even faster. We were sitting next to each other on the steps of the house that she and her husband John shared. They had two children, and a happy marriage as far as I could tell. He was an intelligent, kind, and insightful guy, and was always friendly towards me, giving me hugs when I visited, which I did regularly - we considered each other family and only lived about twenty minutes apart. Cheryl and I had never had this conversation before, though. I had always been too chicken to ask her about it, but I was in a bolder mood than usual this evening.

"You mean, if I wanted to put my hands down your pants and stick my finger in your pussy right now, I could?"

"That is the least of what you could do," she said carefully and slowly, still lo