She asked if I wanted to go to her place, I eagerly agreed. We grabbed our coffee cups and went into my car. Her place was somewhere nearby, as she sa...d before, so she directed me there, as she told me where to turn, how many blocks to go, her hand ventured over into my lap, running up my thigh. She found my crotch and grabbed the bulge of my hard cock pressing up against the though material, straining against it. She squeezed my prick through my jeans, running her fingers back and forth as she. I..." The next five minutes were spent with each trying to out-apologize the other. Dottie cut the conversation off after twenty minutes, promising to call back that evening. When she hung up, she and Andi fell into each other's arms, crying.Over the next few weeks, Dottie and Warren and Andi and Warren talked every single day. Much of the conversation covered ordinary everyday details of life, things they should have talked about more in person when they were all together.The day after Dottie. I know I can’t be there with you tonight. I wanted to let you know how much I desire you. This is what I came up with… Print this out, have a nice hot bath, light some candles turn out the lights and read this in bed (this is going to be fun). (Okay, this is where the pretend fantasy part starts, start imagining now) It’s a hot summer evening, it’s twilight you can see the last fading traces of light on the horizon from the window beside your bed. It’s getting late, ‘where is he?’ You wonder as. I walked to the door, shutting and locking it, before coming over to stand over her in the chair. She looked up with curiosity and then broke into a smile. "We can't tell anyone," she said, her doll face now dead serious. "I've wanted it for a long time, Jennifer." She didn't talk, but she did sit up and take hold of my stiffening dick through my wool pants. With her other hand she unfastened my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She paused, looking at the boxer tent formed by my.