"Then Merry Christmas," she said. No way I heard what I just heard. "Unwrap me." Damn, there went the seventh commandment (or was it sixth, I forgot)....I scooted to the edge of the couch and kissed her over and over on her exposed belly, wrapping my hands around her narrow waist and moving them over her ass. Her hands gently held the back of my neck. I looked up and she smiled and closed her eyes as my hands went over her sweater to caress her boobs. My hands fumbled slightly with the button on. Washing her body Jen had never imagined that her husband could have been this way when they met, the women reappeared as she turned off the water and told her that she was almost done. Jen looked at the women and told them she was through, and with that Sharon applied a paddle to her wet ass bringing tears to her eyes as she fell to the floor. The next thing she knew she was being hooked back to the bed where she was given her last set of instructions on what she was expected to do. . He walked right by the couch, and us, and right into the kitchen. He turned on the light and began looking through the cabinets. Just then, I could feel Carol start to move up and down on my dick again. My hips responded and we were back at it. Carol leaned over to my ear and whispered very quietly, "I can't fucking believe I'm doing this. My husband is right there, in the next room." Suddenly she stopped moving on my dick. I felt her trying to move off of my dick. I grabbed her ass and pulled. I stepped from the steamy bathroom and heard the deep rumble of his voice as he entered the apartment, Ellie moving aside to let him through, her eyes huge and full of lusty interest. He saw me immediately and he waited, his face carefully arranged, nearly impassive, as I crossed the room. "Christine," he said quietly, his manner slightly formal.The sound of his voice made my heart skip a beat. I couldn't say a word, not even his name, but I smiled and my smile stretched and stretched.