He set down the cups he held in his hand, took a step toward the gorgeous psychologist, put his hand gently behind her head and urged her face toward ...is. Their lips met and as they did, he felt excitement surging through him. Marya moaned softly into his mouth, then her tongue caressed his lips and stabbed between them. The rush of ecstasy Ben was experiencing grew in intensity as their tongues entwined. Suddenly, Marya’s lips were gone from his. She turned and, with a soft moan, bolted from. Finding the needed spots, he arranged a few things and thought about his next move.From time to time, he would check in on her, making sure she was still properly fastened down, and that she was alright. He also enjoyed watching her, her struggles and her movements. At one point, he was so excited watching her struggle, he thought about jerking off. But she stopped struggling, and Keith thought it better to wait. Maybe something better might come along."Well, you still think you can handle. I did something much worse,” Maya said. “I had an affair of my own. Well, more like a three-night stand.”“Whoa! I thought party-girl Maya died when you met Gerry,” Fran laughed.“It wasn't like that. I went to a bar, found this guy, told him I was married, and said I needed to get even with my husband. There was no emotion between either of us. It was almost like a business deal. He wanted to get off, I needed to feel like a woman. After the third Friday night, I told him we were done. . .." Denis' mom and his Aunt Catherine sat in the parlor and talked for a while. Denis was told to go look around the backyard, and get familiar with his surroundings. Wow, he thought, this place is amazing... a deck, a pool, a huge yard, nothing like our place in the city. He looked into the parlor from the huge bay window looking out on the pool. His mother and Aunt Catherine may be half-sisters, he thought, but they are nothing alike. Aunt Catherine moved with the grace of a ballet.