Slightly parting my legs, the material stretched around my mound, moulding the shape of my pussy into the material. My clitoris was exposed now and be...ng delightfully stimulated by every move. Almost squirming now I began a little light conversation. We ordered a very light lunch and a nice bottle of wine. The conversation during lunch started quite formally but soon got quite saucy after a little coaxing by me. As the Bistro was fairly empty I encouraged him to open up and tell each other our. I told her to relaxand think sexy thoughts. "Plus," I said, "handjobs suck. They didn't doit for me back in the day, anyway." What did work?" she asked."Blowjobs always did it for me," I said without thinking."Oh."I knew what I had to do. If we were going to have sex, then I was goingto have to give my wife fellatio. I leaned down quickly so I wouldn'tthink about it too long."What are you doing?" she said with a note of panic. My wife had alwaysbeen nervous about getting eaten out -- nervous. I needed to lick her pussy, stick my tongue deep inside her asshole, shove my cock down her throat and cum deep inside her sweet pussy. Unfortunately, I know I can never find the words to tell her what's on my mind And years ago I realized 30 years ago that she was not the type of mother that I have read about that will jump on your cock if she catches you masturbating on her bed. Not my mom, she just slams the door and does not look at you for a week. Last year when she found my Videos and. .. What happened and all... If there's anything I can dojust let me know, OK?" Thanks George, that's really nice of you. I'll finish my unpacking andI'll come down, perhaps we can have a chat?" Err...Yes, that would be great." And with that he left.As he finished he couldn't help thinking about how odd George hadappeared. Then it suddenly hit him. George, big strong bossy George,was actually shy in front of him. He'd seen it in other boys in thecompany of girls and it suddenly dawned on.