When his mouth moved down to suckle on the area where his hand had been, she drew his head hard against her upper body. He was in no hurry however, an... tortured her with teasing on one or the other breast, urging her emotions into a frenzy. "How do you feel now, sweet one?" he whispered."I want you, Mark, more than any man I have ever known. I can't help myself. You affect me like no man ever has." Not even your ex- husband?" he asked."Never him."As he stood up and disrobed, he kept running his. We had lunch and she behaved a little shy after the kitchen conversation so I knew I had to make a move.“Do you want to watch TV?”, I asked her.“Sure”, she sat near me in the couch.My friend’s mom was wearing a black green nightie and when she sat down, I could see her boobs pressing against the cloth material.We were watching an old movie when I put my arms around her.She was a little surprised but she didn’t resist.I took that as a positive sign and moved closer so that her body was stuck to. He hid a smile behind his hand and faked a yawn, then reached down to hold out a water skin in her direction. “Throat dry?”She looked up at him again, and they both broke out in a fit of laughter. “No thank you.” She finished looking over his trousers and gave his legs a quick – but professional – once over. “I think you’re safe.”He held out his hand and helped her to her feet, still somewhat uncomfortable to be half naked, but more grateful to her, both for her help, and the emotional support.. I trust you.”“I ... thank you. But, then if you went to see her anyway, you ... Oh fuck, did you kill her!?”“Non.”“Hurt her?”“Non.” The fact she didn’t react to the absurdity of any of these things struck him cold. God damn.“Then ... what did you speak about?”“Her relationship with you. Her inability to see how doomed it would be, regardless of whether I was a factor.”“I ... That...” He didn’t disagree. Strange as Antoinette and Jack were together, and as different as they were, they also had a.