Slowly you feel my breath inches away from your face. I start to kiss your cheek, your forehead, your closed eyes then... gently... your lips. Then ... move on to your neck, nibbling at your skin. Simple, sensual kisses. I slowly lift my hand to your waist and caress your body lightly. Myhand moves under your slip and in small strokes I search out your breasts. Gently I touch your nipples, just enough to send an electric wave through your body. We start kissing more passionately, your. " Well, you certainly dug us out of a pretty deep hole tonight, my dear. I can't tell you just how much we are in your debt. I wonder if you would be interested in taking part in any future productions we might be embarking on?" Are you a very well known film company?" asked Veronica, trying to suppress a deep and very loud yawn. (She was getting to be pretty exhausted by now)."No" replied the director, giving his name as Algernon FitzWalter. "I fear we are a very struggling enterprise. And if. By this time, you had your hand on the back of my head, fingers bunched in my hair, pulling slightly. I could hear you start to breathe heavier, so I raised my eyes to view you again. You were watching me so intently, eyes so full of want for me. I knew exactly what you were thinking, I'd never wanted anything or anyone so much in my life. I began sucking harder and faster, squeezing and massaging your balls. I could feel your cock begin to swell in my mouth as you were about to cum. I backed. And, thus, I slept in on that Sunday morning alone in our bed, thinking about Amanda and Simone. Amanda, my lovely wife of well more than a decade, was at the moment on her way to her parents to pick up our kids. The night before we’d returned from a terrific vacation in Hawaii. We were relaxed and refreshed. We’d had some great sex overlooking lush forests on one side and overlooking the Pacific on the other. It was wonderful. I was a lucky man. Our life was satisfying, stable, and there.