Her silence is broken when his finger makes contact. Panties lifted away with his thumb, he runs an index finger gently along her labia. It is almost ...nough to make her knees buckle. Only with the presence of his touch can she recognize how wet, how aroused, she has become. She lets out the softest moan and immediately clamps her mouth shut. Fierce color rises to her cheeks.She realizes that he is talking. He is chatting away about some mundane nothing. How dare he manage to carry on a. Time went by and we found a strange intimacy growing between us unconsciously. We started talking about my work, families, spouses, our interests, our like’s dislikes, jokes. Slowly we became thick friends and could talk to any topic under the sun. We used to talk, crack jokes and laugh a lot. Slowly we both started feeling happy in our lives as if we have grown back ten years in our life. It was like falling in love as teenagers. She started telling how she missed her husband’s presence and i. All his friends here called him ‘Double O’ or just ‘Double’ since his name was, in fact, Oliver Overton. He felt a weird stirring at the name. It didn’t really make him feel uncomfortable, but it didn’t feel that natural to him now. But when it came from her, he didn’t complain. ‘So. I gotta assume dropping in on me at 10:00 PM after not having spoken in two years means something big went down.’ April raised an eyebrow at him, ‘So I can’t just visit my oldest friend if I want to?’ Oliver held. I loved that I was turning him on – and I loved being turned on by him. My nipples were hard, and my pussy was soaking wet. He massaged my nipples and looked straight into my eyes, as if for approval. I closed my eyes slowly and arched my back, while spreading my legs slightly. He took the hint, leaned over me once again, but continued all the way down my panties. I spread my legs fully for him while he played with my pussy lips, and eventually pushed two fingers inside me. I caressed his cock.