" Irene was fumbling with the snap on Hannah's jeans. Popping it open and pulling down the zipper, she slid her hand down into the panties, feeling pa...t the soft, downy pubic hair, until her fingers reached Hannah's now drenched pussy. Spreading Hannah's pussy lips apart, she slipped long supple fingers deep into the wet interior of her pussy.Hannah felt an orgasm building deep inside her. As Irene finger fucked her, she pulled her sandals off, then squirmed the jeans and panties down over her. I stammered as I tried to carry on explaining about her computer and as she leaned forward to look at the screen, she rested her hand on my bulge and began stroking me. I carried on explaining, seemingly pretending to ignore what was happening as Anne listened intently, clearly enjoying my uncomfortable body language.I asked her what she was doing and she just smiled and said that I had been groping her for years, wasn’t it about time that she had a feel of me? Whilst she played with my bulge. And it overwhelmed me,’ I said. ‘I feel kind of embarrassed.’ ‘Don’t,’ she said. ‘It wasn’t supposed to go that far. That was just a preview. I’ll be back, and we can do it for real.’ ‘Are you sure you want to?’ I said. ‘I mean, you’re just a young girl. Why would you want me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Lydia said. ‘I just do.’ Two and a half weeks had passed since that day, and I hadn’t seen Lydia. Every evening for the first two weeks I kept taking glances at the front door and getting up off the couch. Yet another reason to love her.Carol had arranged an assortment of dim sum for the first course. Technically, dim sum isn't an appetizer but a light meal. For a meal in which I suspected that there would be quite a few tastes of delightful female fluids, I say, the hell with formal Chinese meal structuring. Carol was right to caution that hot peppers, much as one might like the taste, were a Really Bad Idea if the tongues or fingers that would touch sensitive places picked up chili oil.With a.