He was surprised that I didn't pull away but he began to stroke my penis with his hand slowly while we stood there. I remember that it felt so much be...ter than when I would hump the pole and I started to get hard. Then I heard someone coming so I quickly put on my underwear and got dressed. I had a couple of classes before the end of school where I would have to wait about 30 minutes for the bus and I couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt when he touched me. When school got out, I found. On the way there, I glanced at a photo hanging on the wall of our wedding day, and I felt that tingling in my loins again, remembering the last time he had been here, and he’d had me bent over our bed, taking me from behind, hand roughly tangled in my hair, pulling me backwards into him, forcing me to ride his dick. Yes, I needed to do something about this calling inside of me; I was longing for him terribly.I got to the bedroom and threw myself down on the bed, before eagerly stripping my. Jen heard the car pull into the driveway and she went to door to greet her husband. James came in wearing his kilt and doublet, carrying his luggage and briefcase. His years in the service, and now as a security advisor, kept him in great physical condition. His broad shoulders in the doublet made him almost look regal. James stepped forward and grabbed Jen's neck, under her auburn hair, and kissed her deeply. "God have I missed you, Jen." In response, Jen put her hand under James's kilt,. She gave us all a hug of welcome, and somehow we packed four of us plus four rucksacks and two suit bags into the car and boot. Jen and Hamish were waiting for us at home, having been collected by Dad the previous day, and it was really good to see them after so long; we chatted away twenty to the dozen, and Mum just smiled as we talked over each other in our excitement. The first pot of tea and plate of broken biscuits vanished very quickly and Jen rapidly replaced them, though still.