Then he braced his hands on either side of my body, just grazing the sides of my breasts. He raised up, holding his slender muscular body in the air, ...ouching me only at three places, his weight supported by his toes and hands. I gasped silently as his mouth parted from mine.His arms flexed, lowering himself to cover me. His hips pushed forward, filling me with his cock. Then he pushed up, his hands tightening on my breasts. Somehow it felt wildly erotic to have so much of his weight pressing. My sister in law and her husband to much party party couple but my wife doesn't like all this and i used to go with them alone to drink/dance parties. In parties we used to drink and dance and during that i used to touch her ass but behaving (i used to be afraid of her) as it is accidental and than i used to think and enjoy that feel of her round ass. To my luck one fine night we were dancing and drinking in a party she told me to accompany her to the bathroom. I fealt that she is bit more. We had chuckled with him about it. Jen had even blushed when he complimented her body in front of his friends. We were polite, but moved away to other women and couples we liked. To his credit, Andre always backed off politely.Later, Jen mentioned to me that she found Andre attractive, but didn't consider his proposals seriously. He didn't hound us every night but at least once in a while would try again with the same approach. Each time he walked away saying we probably couldn't take it. When I first got my own place I thought of how wonderful life would bein that I would have a great wardrobe of dresses and lingerie and thoughI would spend my days at the office wearing the same old boring things,my nights and weekends would find me in fabulous clothes. Reality wasthat clothes are expensive for one thing, especially women's clothes.Then there was the fear of discovery. What if a friend or family membercame to visit and found my alternate wardrobe? What if I had an accidentand.