He moves still holding me in his embrace not wanting to let me go. It is as if he is scared I am going to get up and walk away. He moves his hand down... pushes it between me and my knickers, he dips his finger into my soaking wet sex and stops kissing me to say “Wow I didn’t realise how turned on you were” I bite my top lip (a bit in embracement and a bit from excitement) he kisses me freeing my lip from my bite. He has moved his wet finger up to my aching clit. Slowly he circles it making the. I had got into bed and started chatting online with my Indian lover when I heard a gentle knock at the door. Feeling aroused, I hurriedly looked for a short robe which exposed my thighs. I opened the door. It was Bob. A client had called him about some files which I had in my bag. I let him in and he started looking for the files he wanted. As Bob was sifting through the pile, he stopped when he saw the dildo on bedside table. He held it in his hand and commented that this model wasn’t big. .. distracting."She stood, took the robe and put it on. It went past her knees and almostwrapped around her slim figure twice but when she tied the belt aroundher slim waist it was held securely in place and provided the cover thatJoe needed to maintain his concentration. "Good. Let's go down to thekitchen for some coffee. We can talk down there," Joe said with asweeping arm gesture towards the bedroom door.He watched as Susan, or Arnold, or whoever reached up and pulled out herlong hair from. We have been married for a little over three years and it has been fantastic for us. In our prior lives we were married to spouses who didn’t understand us and whom after many wasted years divorced. We found each other on the internet and from the first time we chatted something clicked and we knew we had to be together. After countless hours of chatting online we met in real, hit if off, and were married. In our discussions about what we both wanted in our marriage the main thing.