Last night was great, but please don’t make me regret it.’“I threw my clothes on, as fast as I could, just wanting to get out of there before my...heart could argue with my stupid brain! Just before I left, I begged him to still be my friend. With a heavy heart he tried to smile and said he would always be my friend. I turned around and left, with tears streaming down my face. I found myself cursing him for being such a nice guy. The next night, he and his buddy came in, just like usual. It was. Cade slowly lowered me back to the bed and moved on top of me. He tenderly reached down and tucked my hair behind my ears, smiling. ‘I want to be able to see your gorgeous face,’ he said softly, making me smile brightly but bringing tears to my eyes. Slowly, Cade pressed his hard length into me. It had been so long. My pussy was deliciously tight around his cock. Cade let out a low groan and his head fell to my shoulder where kissed me softly. He began to move in and out of my body, kissing me. ” I adjusted my clothing, and looking directly into those eyes, I wrapped her coat around her again, took her hand and led her away. The restaurant was small, quiet and discrete, and we found a table in an alcove. We savoured the exquisite dryness of a white wine from the Valley of the Loire as we talked about Canada, Florida and France, of poetry and music, of books and of films, and all the while we gazed into each other’s souls and hardly knew what we ate. Beneath the table my feet enclosed. You ran your fingers over my wet slit and it was as though a jolt of electricity went through my entire body, from my pussy outwards. You continued to massage my legs, brushing my warm, wet pussy each time your hands worked back that direction. My body had a mind of its own and I arched towards your hand every time you came close to my needy pussy. You brushed your fingers through my wetness and I saw stars, lifting my hips higher off the couch in a speechless offer. You eventually slid your.