I quietly slipped into her room and moved to her bed where I quietly sat down on the edge of the mattress my heart already racing as I took in her inn...cent beauty. Jennifer was sprawled out on her back…one leg under her sheet the other on top exposing her golden haired pussy to my lustful eyes. Her upper body was fully revealed with her very firm tits standing proudly, capped by the most beautiful pink nipples I have ever seen. Her nipples are conically shaped and they are so thick they. Of course, that was easier said than done, and I'd likely revert to mynaturally shy state within the next hour or so, but in that moment Ifelt strong and good about myself. When I showered I did so withauthority. Yes, I realized just how stupid that sounded about halfwaythrough the shower and ended up cracking up laughing at myself. Butthat in itself was good, almost therapeutic. There was a time when Ididn't think I'd ever be able to laugh again so the fact that I wasproved that I wasn't. I bend down and whisper in your ear. ‘Will you join me for a dance?’ As you stand up the music begins to play. I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor. The music gets louder and you recognize the song. ‘Angel Eyes’ comes on and we begin to move. Feeling such warmth in your arms, I look up at you with a smile and say, ‘Michael?’ You look down on me and say, ‘Yes Amy’ My voice starts to shake a bit, but manage to get out, ‘Happy Birthday my sweet Michael. I hope all your dreams come. They kissed and Claire held onto him. “L... last night wasn’t the first time,” she told him. Neil stood back. “Thursday.... we spent Thursday night together as well.” “Thursday?” Claire nodded. She told him. The lingerie; the lunch; Jerome, everything. Neil stood impassively and listened. “Our bed, Thursday night as well,” she continued. Neil remained silent. Resolute but also erect. Claire reached for him. She stroked him. “Which was better?” he asked her. “Last night or Thursday night?”.