. this cool October evening had been their first encounter.The bathroom door clicked open, and she drank in his body, now wearing only his dark silken...boxer shorts. Exactly as he had described himself to her, slightly athletic, medium complexion, and graceful on the move, she added that last bit. He was striking with his fluid moves, a cat on the prowl. She hoped he'd pounce.When he walked into the restaurant four hours earlier, she had been just as impressed with his poise as she was now. Dark. The TV screen lit up and the image of two unsavory-looking men in handcuffs in the back seat of a police car filled the screen. ‘Don’t worry about gettin’ busted, Skunk,’ Bud Dickerson told the man sitting next to him in the car. ‘We’ll be out on personal recognizance soon as we go to court.’ ‘Yeah, Bud, but you told me we wasn’t gonna get busted, ‘his friend protested. ‘Jesus, Bud, you know I hate bein’ locked up! If I’d a had any brains I’d a stayed home. I shoulda known better than to let. "Angelica's head rested on M'Lady's breast and listened to her heartbeat, to the sound of her breathing. They spoke quietly of old pains, and new pleasures in the cathartic aftermath of their lovemaking. M'Lady's caresses were softer than the silks on which they lay. Angelica was content. She never wanted to leave this embrace. She felt M'Lady's hand lift her face to meet her gaze. "Now, I deeply regret that I must leave your company, Angelica. It is almost supper time, and I am certain you. I leaned to one side and began to tentatively kiss her inner-thigh, working downward toward the source of her heat. She moaned. I continued, not too slowly, but neither too quickly. I could hear the swishing sound of my wife’s cunnilingus on Angie’s snatch to my side, even as I heard Angie respond audibly her delight into my wife’s writhing above her. I extended my tongue as far as I could and lapped Toni from the brownish little star between her cheeks upward to the puffy flesh of her mons..