We shut the doors but left the curtains open, there was nobody around, it would be fine, it was nice to have the sun in. We lay on the bed and were so...n naked, exploring each other's bodies with tongues and fingers. I was cupping my wife's huge breasts and tenderly sucking her nipples, while she stroked my now erect cock. I licked her body down to her hairy pussy, smelling her lovely scent. She was wet by now and I eased two fingers gently into her warm vagina. Her eyes were closed and she was. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time. The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman. “The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above the din. “Pretty hot!” She poured frothing glasses of beer. “What, all of them?” “The music, dummy!” She grinned and returned to her job —serving drinks and deflecting the attentions of college boys. A college junior herself she had no. It was the sight of Connie’s ringpiece clenching and unclenching that did it for me. I grabbed that slim waist and pulled her down on the settee next to me. Nothing loth, she gave a slight cry of surprise but instantly recovered to help me rip off my clothing. I thought of attacking her ass – anal sex had never seemed at all attractive to me until that moment – but I decided to stick to what I knew and we fucked there and then in the front room. It was, I think, a less rushed and slightly less. But I'm not ready for some things. I'm not ready to..." She paused and swallowed hard. "To have you i-inside me, 'kay?"Jason flushed, but remained silent, nodding after an initial hesitation."Just the hands," Melinda said, her voice a touch husky. "You can make me touch you, but... but no more than that. Not... not the mouth either, 'kay?"Jason was reluctant to agree, but he did so anyway.Melinda appeared as if she were about to say something else when her body gave a tiny shudder. Instead of.