She wondered if her husband would have allowed her to experience the touches of another man’s hands in those special places. After all, her husband ...ad arranged the whole day, including the massage with the mystery man. She wasn’t all that attracted to the masseuse, but he was a nice man with big hands. She found herself feeling guilty when thoughts of the massage would enter her mind while enjoying time with “her boyfriend”. At other times she found herself reflecting on their anniversary. And it was Karen’s idea that Candace should join her and Tom for dinner at their home that very night. Candace had suggested that she forget their afternoon together and simply tell Tom that she had invited her for dinner a few days ago and forgot to tell him. Candace would be making her famous recipe for cream-based clam chowder, and she was eager to try it. Candace was cunning. After their second helping of clam chowder, she had them both right where she wanted them. They never knew what hit. This reminded me of a commercial for a brand new soap the way she undressed and moved so slowly. My clothes fell off, and we kissed passionately. I took Kim to my office, and stretched her across my desk. As I buried my face in her wanting pussy, my hands roamed all over her sexy body. Spitting and tonguing her love hole inside and out, I saw that I excited her by the way she moaned and moved around on the desk. Never in Kim’s wildest dreams, did she ever get this kind of feeling. I wanted to. He allowed his arse to be squeezed as Laura looked away to the people on the side of the road outside. At the next stop a person left the bus which left a gap directly behind Laura. Tom stepped into it. The bus filled with more people, surely it was at maximum capacity now, thought Tom. It was Tom this time that extended his arm to touch Laura’s arse as the bus once again pulled away. He placed his hand on her left cheek and let it run up and down her arse and around the curve. His whole body.