But the opposite reaction occurred. Oddly, looking into those eyes there was a hypnotic warmth, an ease he hadn’t felt in ages. It was a welcome fee...ing, a pause in the inner turmoil that had been tearing his life apart for – how long now? He couldn’t even remember. It was as if, held within that gaze, there was a piece of him that was missing. Here it had been found; not yet put into place, but at least it had been located.He had no idea why he said it, especially in light of the shunning, but. As she got up off the settee and moved out of the shot, she left me ‘hanging’ in more ways than one. I glanced down at the Hotel bathrobe I was wearing and then wiped up the sticky mess that was left on my chest and stomach. Surprised - utterly. Bewildered - certainly.Turned on - absolutely.Upset - definitely not.‘Welcome to the next phase of our awakening.’ Pat had said. My surprise was that my somewhat shy and unadventurous wife of many years had gone to this stage without further prompting. Let's just hang out." "I can't fuck a stranger. But I'm here and we're still going to have fun." Instant hard on. "We'll even do the pictures you've wanted to do." We hung out, talked, drank and did a few lines. Finally, Gill said "lets get the party started." She took my hand and we went inside. "Let's take some pictures." We decided on a few shots, she posed, I clicked. We uploaded the pics to an amateur site. We went outside for another beer. We came in and read the response. And took more. ” “I have,” Eva retorted, clearly embarrassed. “You, on the other hand, obviously need some practice.” Once again Eva pulled Claire in, this time keeping her eyes well open. With an apt tilt of her head, contact was made. The first touch of their lips sent a noticeable shiver down Eva's spine. She instinctively pressed harder, squeezing her eyes closed. All she could feel was this drive, this need to be closer. She wanted to press their faces so hard that they might collapse into each other,.