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Tilman.  It was easy enough to shift her shoulder after he had turned around and make the top fall into place, but she had waited until she was sure he had gotten another good look at her tits before she had covered them.  He had gotten one of those looks on his face like a deer gets when your headlights catch them in the middle of the road at night, and he had immediately plonked himself down on the sofa and dragged one of the throw pillows over his lap.
     
    Bram fumbled uneasily for his wallet, not even looking to see what he was giving her for the night’s work.  Jemma glanced down and noticed that he had handed her three twenties and giggled.  Bending forward, and making doubly sure Bram had a peek down the scooped neck of her thin shirt at the braless breasts beneath, she handed him back one of the twenties and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “You aren’t supposed to pay me that much,” she whispered. She giggled again at the look on his face and turned to find Faye standing directly behind her.  “Good night Mrs. Tilman,” she said with a straight face.  She knew the way to the door, but Faye followed her to make sure she got to her car alright.  Jemma smiled brightly and waved as she got into the front seat of the convertible her dad had bought her and drove away.
     
    Faye returned to the living room and watched as her stunned husband reached for the remote control and fumbled through a few channels.  “Aren’t you coming up to bed?” Faye asked him in the voice she reserved for ‘playtime.’  Teasingly she grabbed at the throw pillow in his lap.
     
    “I’ll be up in a few minutes,” he stuttered, “I want to catch the latest news.”  Faye stood up, unfastening the buttons of her blouse and exposing the lacy half bra beneath it.
     
    “Why baby?” she asked, still using her playtime voice.  “It would be a shame to waste that magnificent woodie you’re hiding under that pillow.” Her blouse hit the floor and her skirt followed immediately.  Bram was aghast that she knew about his erection, and he made no effort to stop her from removing the pillow when she tugged at it. Obviously, he was well and truly caught.
     
    Faye put her slender hand on the painful lump in his lap and gave it a squeeze.  Bram jumped at her touch.  “Jesus baby, I swear I…”  He never got another word out, Faye touched his lips with a forefinger, effectively shutting him up.  Then she used the same hand to unzip his pants and lift out his hard erect cock.  Bram felt her hot breath on the tip and then, amazingly, he felt something he hadn’t felt in months…Faye’s soft lips engulfing the head of his prick.  With a groan, Faye turned her head and took him deep into her throat.
     
    Bram groaned himself at the exquisite wet heat surrounding his cock and he reached for Faye’s breasts.  Her bra slid down easily and his hands cupped the firm orbs, her nipples standing up against his palms.  It was impossible not to think of Jemma’s firm young tits as he fondled his wife and he doubled up with the surprise convulsion of his orgasm.  He found himself jetting into the depths of Faye’s throat, something she had never allowed him to do before, and instead of pulling away, Faye was greedily sucking at him.  She didn’t let him go until every drop was gone.
     
    His head was spinning as he tried to make some sense of it all.  He had been caught staring at the babysitters boobs..that was a given, Faye had been too close not to notice.  She had caught him getting an erection from looking at the babysitters boobs…another given.  Faye had just given him unquestionably the best blowjob of his life, and had swallowed at the end of it rather than just jerking him off onto her tits as she used to do when he was still getting head from her .   It had been a very long time.
     
    “I don’t understand,” he said quietly. 
     
    Faye kissed him and helped him to his feet.  “Come on upstairs