Should I stop now? Would Michael get angry? Will it be worth it?But I knew I would regret everything tomorrow if I didn't live my fantasy. I looked at...Michael's hard-on for a long time … I couldn't stop. I wanted to do more. So, I laid on the bed, reached up, and tentatively rested my hand on Michael's shaft. I was doing it, for the first time I was feeling another man's penis, skin-on-skin! This was more than feeling Michael through his pants or underwear. This was pretty far, but it wasn't. "That bastard! Fucking you! Trying to push that robbery onto you and Phil!" Come home, Phil!"A little later, she let Terry undress her, lead her upstairs and bathe her in soothing hot water. Then they returned to the kitchen and drank in half-brooding silence. The booze relaxed Mavis and she grew drowsy. Vaguely, sometime during the evening, Mavis was aware of Terry coasting her back upstairs and putting her to bed. Before drifting into deep sleep, she snuggled against the kittenish softness. She was a wheatish woman with perfect slim figure maintained herself real well. Her stats would be 34-28-36 and she was in casual pink tee and a denim jeans revealing the imprint of her legs curves.As we never had such intention towards her then, I shed my feelings off and received her call and waved my hand towards her indicating my presence. A beautiful smile came out from her lips which mesmerized me so much that i forgot the world around me. We then moved to CCD and started sipping. Seeing this, Wendy felt jealous and looked at him. “I don't know why I still seem to fancy that dick of yours up my vagina!” she said.“I suppose it's because they had you believe I wasn't the man to be having for that dick stuff, didn't they?”She giggled, though she felt resentment towards him. “Yeah, I suppose they did!” she answered. “And then they said that I would have only to be lesbian for having it all work out for me! I wasn't into lesbian before I met you, you know!”He smiled. “I bet.