We arrived by cab to the given address, a tall, imposing house on a wealthy London street, and knocked at the door. We were greeted by a suited woman ...ho merely enquired, “Here to fling?” We handed over our tickets and were instructed to leave our coats and don our masks before making our way to the adjacent room.Masked, and after deep, steadying breaths, we entered a huge drawing room with tall ceilings, dimly lit with a bar set-up at one end. The house was lavishly decorated, with the feel of. It seems more like a couple of strangers cohabitating then a marriage these last few months. He wasn’t sure exactly when it started but figured it to be when his company began the layoffs. It was the worst part of his job and his attitude dropped. He hated going to work but kept up the act but as a result brought all the hard feelings and frustrations home. But no more. This morning as he was getting ready to leave for his trip he got a rude wake up call when he stumbled onto Kim’s journal. He. Now I wanted us to both masturbate while watching each other. I waited and finally the perfect opportunity came.Karen had just finished her shower and was sitting in the family room watching TV. I casually came in and noticed with lust filled eyes she was wearing her thick terry cloth robe. While she had her legs well covered she didn't pay much attention to the top and as I looked I saw the very well exposed cleavage of her large and well developed breasts. She hadn't noticed me yet and I. I sensed the innocence in her. It reflected my own and I knew what she was feeling. More than ever before, I was aware of my sexuality. It wasn’t that I was straight or bi or whatever. It was more fundamental than that. For the first time Gemma had made me aware of what it felt, to be properly aroused. My panties just didn’t normally get that damp. When we kissed that first time, my whole body was alive with sex. The way my nipples had gone stiff and everything. I kissed Gemma on the cheek as.