Or not just rest. She could hear Lee breathing beside her, soft and steady as he slept on his back, face upward. Sarah smiled. It would take so little...for her to arouse Lee's attention and for the two of them to enjoy each other's bodies. To rub her sweaty torso against Lee's. To feel his teeth nibble her clitoris. To be bathed by his tongue.For the moment, Sarah lay still, letting her erotic thoughts tingle through the nerves of her body, down her legs and around her crotch. She slept naked as. Then and only then did I finally drift up to give your clit one very tender, delicate and short teasing kiss. With that kiss complete I stood up and shucked out of my tux as fast as I could. You moved to help but I asked you to just lay there so that I could admire you. You obliged by grabbing the backs of your knees, pulling your legs up and apart as far as you could – what a tease. As soon as I was naked I laid down on top of you to squish you for a moment, kissing you deeply, letting you. She did not seem to have anyone in the building that could be called a personal friend but then again neither did I. I had pretty much forgotten about that trend of thought when the next morning I found a card on my desk. I was a birthday card with a ticket to a private museum exhibit of works by Salvador Dali. The card was not signed and I wondered if someone had placed it on the wrong desk. I spent the day looking around me for a celebration of some kind but by the end of the day I had seen. Shaking his head, he wandered into the kitchen. “Hi, hun.” He stopped in front of Brenda and leaned down to kiss her.“Hello.” She accepted a quick peck on the lips, then turned away to finish cooking dinner.“I see you got the Toyota back. Thanks! Everything go okay?” They had switched cars for the day. Frank had taken his wife’s minivan to the club while she took his Corolla, taking it to the local QuikLube for an oil change.“Just fine.”It was a strange evening for Frank. Brenda was.