April came, far more quietly than Simon had expected after yesterday.  For the moment, he did not withdraw his fingers, letting her velvet canal flutter against them with her aftershocks.  Simon continued to let his fingers smoothly worm about in her pulsating sex, seeking to push her to another climax so soon after the first.  By the time he would be done, Simon had every intention of making April too sore and over-pleasured to even contemplate sex with her husband any time soon.<br/><br/>He looked on her flushed face as he continued to finger her.  "Tomorrow morning, I want you to come over to my apartment.  Wear something nice."  Simon spoke casually as if they were both somewhere other than off a park path having an illicit encounter.  April would get used to a new status quo that benefited her and Simon as well.