My way!Kate arrived on Thursday. All three of us had a grand dinner and ended the night early on a silent and peaceful note. The next day, we all head...d out to a nearby skating rink and spent the better half of the day there and when we got back, we decided to watch a movie while having home-delivered dinner on the couch.All throughout this time, my mind had only one persistent string of thought. How am I gonna get across to Kate? How can I convince her? Confess to her?We had bought some. Then she began weeping as she pleaded softly, “Please, don’t think badly of me.”I wasn't a macho man or tough guy. I was really a big soft hearted slob that hated to see anyone hurting. So when she started to cry, I tried to kiss away her salty tears and began rubbing her back to comfort her. But despite my good intentions, as I held her, my cock began getting bigger and harder by the second. The next thing I knew, she was kissing the side of my face as she sobbed in my ear. Vicki’s breathing. The world went dark and I felt her lips next to my ear.“I’m going out for a while. I may be some time.”I hoped the quote wasn’t as permanent as Captain Oates’ were. She laughed and I felt the bed move as she climbed off.“Jenny?” I called. “Jenny where are you going?”There was no reply and soon I heard the door of the flat close.Now those of you who indulge in bondage will know that you put a great deal of trust in your partner. The main one being that you know, if panic set in, they will. . She is a clean woman. Pressing my face against her skirt, my fingers slip under the edge of her panties. My fingers seize her panties and pull downward, helping gravity remove this thin silken barrier covering Jay’ stunning cunt. Her panties move some; I move my hands inside her panties splaying the fingers, expanding her panties, I once again pull downward. With my face I feel her panties moving downward under her skirt. My nose takes note of her waist band moving past it. Jay’ panties.