”“Hmmm, sounds interesting.”“What’s for dinner? I’m sorry, honey, but I didn’t have time to shop or anything. Leftovers? Did you want to...order in?” she asked.Peter turned his love around and pushed her out of the kitchen. “Leave dinner to me.”“What?” she stammered out.“Why don’t you go upstairs and change or something. I’ll take care of dinner.”She tried to peek over his shoulder, but he blocked her view. “Uh ... okay ... uh, how long is this going to take?” Peter looked at her curiously and. "You showed up to a parent/teacher conference not wearing a bra?" I nodded and lowered my shirt too. All the while, we kept eye contact and stayed silent too. I surely knew his rod remained quite hard, if not harder after his eyes came over my nude breasts just a few seconds earlier. We suddenly had a dead silence in there, except for our breathing and the air vent. My pussy seemed to be wetter than a monsoon considering where we were, the memories that came with being in there too. Without. She looked at him asking if he would want to take her out at night, there was silence as she crossed and uncrossed those stockinged legs with a swish. He appeared mesmerized by her legs and then said that he would love to. I started talking about their trip way, and asked what clothes she would need to take with her. Obviously she would have to take some business suits she said but then said plus some nice evening stuff, heals and some nice stockings. Working away on an expense account, dining. Taking my head, he moved me to his other nipple. As I bit it, I flicked my tongue over it. Hugging me he said, you learn quick. Tom laid back and put his hands out. I was shaking all over and had a funny feeling in my stomach as I unbuttoned his pants. Standing, Tom pulled down his pants. I was surprised he was hairless down there too. His dick was the same size as mine. It was wet from his precum. Laying down, he pulled me on top of him. It felt funny laying on him both of us naked. He wrapped.