He lay back on the bed next to her. She pounced on him, needing to feel him inside her. With her legs on either side of him, Chloe rubbed her wetness ...gainst his erect member eagerly. She wrapped one hand around him and guided him towards her opening. They both moaned as she lowered herself over him, his length filling her. She ran her hands over his shoulders, before resting one hand in the center of his chest and moving the other to his upper thigh, bracing herself. She rocked her hips. "Lucia, I'm 35, divorced and the mother of two teenagers. Yesterday, a single man invited me to dinner this evening. I accepted."He bought me a very nice dinner and paid for it with cold cash on the table. Dollars, dinero, moola, bucks. Money."I was so appreciative of it, we came back to his apartment after dinner, and I did my best to fuck his brains out."I had orgasms..."Toro whispered, "I counted five ... major ones." I begged for more. After every orgasm I wanted and needed another one, and. Now as we twist and curl upon these sheets, your lovely and loving nude body pressed against mine, we share much more intimate, illicit contact. In this room, a friendship ends and lovers are born. How easily does the sense of the forbidden turn on the same dial towards the desirable. Your fingers touch and stroke upon my length, hesitantly at first as if it were a searing hot handle, then coiling gently around it, sliding the fragrant lotion on your palms up and down, up and down. Within a. They sat, comfortably wordless, as they ate and drank, both relieved to be at ease with each other. It was effortless, and it was a good thing. They talked of work, and their children, although there was an unspoken agreement not to mention their spouses. They had shared their religious convictions and that, too, was discussed. And politics, which they had always avoided because they didn’t agree. But today, in person, it seemed ok. At last, their conversation petered out, and they sat, side by.