Breaking off an endless interplay of lips and tongue with a gasped a deep inhalation. ‘Oh please, please, we can’t do this, we really can’t, I ...m married’. My voice is thick with emotion. ‘Yes, so am I but I need you, I love you’ Love? How could that word apply to the two of us? We are friends, good friends whose partners too are friends, it cannot be more. The arm pulls me close once again with renewed urgency and the hand pushes firmly against my weak resistance. My arousal has not and. She started at the thought. The last time she had left them alone she had found them five milliseconds later naked and engaged in sex. Sinking back against the damp pillow she mentally shrugged her shoulders and dismissed any further thought.The bright lights of the clock shone round the room and wherever she turned they reflected or glowed, intruding into her privacy. Unable to sleep, she pulled on her T-Shirt and silently slipped along the hallway into the kitchen. She closed the door before. I wanted to be liked around here and not known as the one always hitting on the girls. So I returned to my drink.The evening wore on. I carried on a sporadic conversation with Bill, getting to know him and letting him get to know me. And finally I knew I had reached my limit."Say, Bill. Can I pay up now. I need to leave." Sure Cliff. Here's your ticket. Hope you liked Shadows." I did. I'll be back soon. Keep the change."So, I had found a nice place. I would be back, indeed. I walked home in. The fact that we are both Dutch meeting in a predominately American chat-room naturally pushed us together. We chatted for several days and the conversation drifted to her wanting to be exposed. At that time, it was about two in the afternoon, I suggested we'd meet that day. She agreed and we decided to meet up at a highway restaurant. As part of the arrangement, I told her to wear a short skirt, a see-through top and panties, but no bra.Until that time, we had not seen each-other, we had just.