Ms. E arrived late, radiant, but late. “Sorry MK, traffic…” She kissed him on the cheek and then sat down across from him. They ordered drinks a...d chatted, warmed by each other’s presence, warmed by the fire of the stove. This was their spot—hidden, away, quiet, a place where they could just be two ordinary people enjoying each other’s company, a place where they could simply be alone.Animated conversation ensued. Laughter punctuated engaging stories. She wore a form-fitting simple black dress. Wow, she was in a long tee-shirt thanks to it being so wet I didn't have to imagine at all.No bra, pink thong panties, holy shit she was in her bed attire.I guess she realized it at this time, especially from my look of awe as my eyes wondered her lovely body.Her wet long black hair, breathtaking blue eyes, I noticed her long eye lashes. her lips, soft red and full.Now I took in the sight of her full breast, her nipples still hard, pressed tightly against the wetness of her shirt, firm full. I said, "Laura had company last night in the apartment and I don't know if she's coming to breakfast." That's very good news. She must have sneaked him in after we retired..."Christina said, "She's just like the rest of us. She wants to matter to someone and have that person matter to her. Weren't you ever nervous?"He laughed. "How can you ask? Surely you remember. I was worse with Cynthia than I was with you."I laughed and said, "Sure you were. You were so nervous that it took you two years to. I looked over at her and she just winked, and continued to do it. My cock immediately began to get hard again and began to grow down the leg of my shorts. Darcy looked over at it, and continued to rub herself very softly as not to draw attention to her actions be her husband or son sitting in the front seat. I wanted to take her right there on the spot, but from my position I could not even sit and watch her without drawing attention from Steve. He would be looking in the mirror every now and.