. What time?”“What time, what?” I asked, feigning knowledge of what she was asking.“You ... butthead, you know what I am asking ... school is ...ut, what time tomorrow do you want me there to practice? We haven’t danced together in almost four weeks.”“How about you and Special K come over at nine am and bring your go-bags?”“I will be there promptly at nine o’clock, for my boyfriend to teach me something new.”That sounded a little hinky?“See you two, tomorrow then. Bye Claire, Love you.”“Bye,. Me: Well what could two thirsty people do,instead of helping each other.Saying that, I slowly held her hand in mine.Harini: You think it’s a good idea?Me: I think it’s the best idea we could ever get.And then we lip locked. Slowly and sensually. Like lovers. We knew we did not have to hurry, both of us had seen enough sex in our lives. Though our itch for each other was paramount, we had a sense of calmness and sensuality about the whole thing. I slowly sucked on her lower lips, grasping her by. "Once more," I whispered. His hand came down, louder than earlier, but less shocking. I moaned. "Again." They came two at a time. "Again."He made me beg. "Please."I was so close, I was desperate."More... Unghhh. "It rang throughout the room."Please. Don't stop."I fell onto him, as things exploded in my head. Everything stopped, I almost blacked out from my orgasm. However, he gave me very little rest. In no time he had flipped me over, so that he was on top. His elbows flexed, as he adjusted. Could she really be that brazen? Well screw it, she'd been a faithful wife for fifteen years and her husband had left her for his secretary, saying that Jennifer just wasn't exciting anymore. My god it was such a cliché. Making her decision looked Graham straight in the eye."Well, actually there is something. I'm interested in that small leather paddle you have over there."Graham walked over the retrieved the paddle and handed it to Jennifer. His walk was graceful, almost like a dancer..