There I was butt naked wearing only a strap on, I didn't know what to say or do. Nicole walked over to me and put her arms on my shoulders and lightly...pressed her lips to mine, I could feel the pressure of her leg touching the dildo. I rubbed my hands along her back pulling her shirt up and off, followed my her bra. We continued kissing, our tongues wrestling as her warms hands caressed my ass, her breasts pressed against mine. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of her pants and pushed them. I started slowly by rubbing and pinching my nipples. I slowly worked my left hand down to rub and squeeze my balls. I was touching every part of my body except for my cock because I knew I wouldn't last long when I finally did. I was afraid to even touch the plug in my ass for fear of an early orgasm.I was pretending to close my eyes, hoping to see Erik at his window. I watched for about ten minutes and never did see him. I finally couldn't take it any longer and started to attend to my own. She is 45 years yet she looks like 25 yrs. She had a sexy figure of 38 28 32. She used to wear a low cut blouse from which her cleavage is visible. Whenever I saw her I feel of having sexual fun with her but as she was my boss wife I had to keep some distance. One day my boss invites me to his house for dinner. When I reach there I came to know that boss had to go to the neighbor house for some work and would return in an hour. Sarita told me to sit and she started to talk with me. But I was. It appeared the game was on and, although I knew I had to go through with it, I wasn’t completely sure I had the nerve to finish what I’d started. In the car park, I found the well-used donkey jacket lying on the floor below the driver’s door of my car. For one awful minute I was unsure about picking it up. I knew that Pat and his friends had close connections with the kind of people who where in the habit of blowing-up folks they didn’t like or trust. And Patrick did know that I was aware he.