I looked up and Nancy and asked, “Are you okay with this?” She smiled and replied, “I wanted to have your big cock inside of me since the first ...ay we met.”That was all I needed to hear. I stood up from the chair that I was in and pulled her close to me and started to kiss her, softly at first but deeper with each passing second.Nancy's hand slid between my legs and began to massage my hot hard 8 inch cock through my cotton slacks. I almost came right then and there because I was so turned on. I don't think we did anything to indicate we're close, like a couple. We weren't sneaking off to go make out or anything. We weren't even holding hands. It's not like we were sharing any private jokes. We didn't stop talking when someone came by. We didn't whisper to each other like we were hiding something" Kay, that's all true but what you're describing is what high school kids do, not what adults do. You made a big point of wanting your dad to treat you like an adult when he was here. You. "No, Mr Ashton! I did not realise that even the most private of privateclubs could demand such formidable entrance conditions!"Robin turned a censorious glance at Cecily who struggled to suppress afit of giggles."Well I suppose that the secretive nature of our clubs may beresponsible for that, but you do realise that if you go clod-hoppingacross the dance floor in your hob-nailed police boots - That no onewill want to even acknowledge your presence - let alone talk to you?"You must conform and. I would crack the lock.At some point that night, a slow, sensual song came on, and he pulled me to the dance floor. He turned my back into his front and brought my hands down to my sides as we swayed to the music. His hands glided down the outsides of my arms and I leaned back against him, eyes closed in sensual overload. His hands approached my wrists and his fingers intertwined with mine as his chin came to rest on my left shoulder. I could feel his breath on me, moist and hot, blowing over.