I only had a small suitcase with two shirts, three ties and a clean pair of trousers in it, plus of course the usual three underpants and three pairs ...f socks that I packed along with my toilet pouch, each time I travelled. I was wearing a light grey suit under my black mac because it had been raining for two days on this early April Friday. I was planning to reach London either late Sunday night or early Monday morning but whatever time I got to my Fulham flat, I’d quickly unpack and grab a. I watch her turn the toy on and her whole body tenses as the tip of the toy vibrates over her rectum lightly adding pressure to her already full body. My wife has never been into anal, and although the desire is not foremost in my mind to penetrate her there, the desire to stimulate her whole body to orgasm has always excited me. To see her filled completely in satisfaction. I continue to watch her grind onto the big pink vibrator. Her pace is considerably faster and her moans are now almost. He just nodded and said, "Go," as if giving me permission to leave.I was under his spell. Like a sleep-walker, I got off my chair and went to the toilet. Inside the cubicle I slipped off my panties and wrote 'je veux' on the lacy textile. Then, carrying the garment in my hand, I returned to the bar. As I crossed the dance floor there were quite a few more wolf whistles. Those boys had obviously noticed that the other part of my underwear was also gone and that I carried it in my hand for. Plucking up your courage, and with your heart pounding, you walked into the kitchen area where Ashley was chopping vegetables. "This is fun" you smiled, and, taking a deep breath, gently stroked one of her bare arms with the back of your hand. Ashley froze, mouth open. You could hear her breathing, but crucially, she had neither ignored the move and turned away, nor made any sign of dislike. Somewhat encouraged, but with your heart still thudding so loud the neighbours must have heard, you.