I was so completely wet at this point and I just wanted to explode. I wanted him inside me so much. We walked into the bedroom and I got completely un...ressed. I laid down in the complete darkness and watched as his silhouette approached me. I was so excited. He just lie beside me and moaned. He ran his fingers up my thigh to my belly button. He licked my stomach and continued up to my breasts. He was biting my nipple passionately and just caressing my chest and my legs so gently yet at some. Your wife would kill me and then, you.”“Only if we get caught,” I jokingly replied.Beth reached out and lightly touched my arm.“Babe,” she proffered, “We gotta be careful. The neighbors talk.”“Yes, they do,” I replied. “Too much.”Beth nodded her head in agreement. She proffered an air kiss.“Be good,” she said, adding, with a smile, “and if you can’t be good, at least have fun.”Before I could respond, she drove off, leaving me standing alone with my thoughts outside my mailbox at the cub.It. He had been hinting at this more and more lately, and she had to keep denying him. It was not that she did not want to do it, or was not ready for it. She was not a virgin, and Brad knew this."We've talked about this before, Brad," she said softly, trying not to sound too admonishing in her tone. "I'm not on the pill. My Mom won't let me."The time that Heather had broached the question to her mother had been a dreadful experience. It was not that there had been an argument; that would have been. Marcel was now able to trap both of her hands with his left. With his right hand free, he inched his way up her suit to cup her left breast. He squeezed. He massaged. Jenny's mind screamed in humiliation. She didn't know what to do.Jenny didn't know how to get out of this situation. Marcel slowly positioned his fingers around her left nipple and squeezed; slowly at first but increasingly harder until she relented. Slowly, reluctantly, she opened her fingers. Marcel could tell that she was.