He gallantly prostrated himself before her and slowly unzipped the calf high black leather boots she was wearing, first the left and setting the boot ...o the side. He took her left foot in his hands and lifted it slightly as he lowered his head and began to softly kiss her ankle and lower leg. He kissed her calf and inside her thigh until he stopped just before reaching her purple thong. As he kissed his way back down her left leg he was rolling down her sheer black stockings. Once he was back. She pulled my dick away and gave me a smooch. My cum passed between our mouths mixed in out saliva. I was already pushing her pants down. We smooched a bit and drank my cum. Then I lowered myself to her feet. I kissed her fingers. I moved up to her thighs kissing all the way. She was completely wet with her love-juices. I sniffed it. It smelt good. “I like you wet, dear”, said I.“Aww…you make me sooooo wet” she replied in her super seductive voice. “Lick me there, suck me, I am all yours” she. Hmmmm, I thought. What if...?Fast forward a month and we got together to meet for dinner. Wait. I forgot to mention. I am a married man, and she is now about two months into a serious relationship. So we had kept our hands off each other. We exchanged a lot of words, but that was all we exchanged. So the dinner was just two friends meeting for dinner. Except she confessed that on her first or second date with her boyfriend, when he kissed her for the first time, she was thinking about someone. Giggling, she reached over and rubbed him through his pants, feeling his penis jump at her touch."You could go take a cold shower Paul, that would take care of this thing." I'll be okay in a few minutes if you stop doing what you're doing. If you keep it up, I'll make a mess in my pants."Kim pulled her hand away and laughed. For a moment, she thought about helping him out, but decided against it. She moved away, stood up and went over to the television to turn it off. Paul got up and headed to.