"Ma'am I... I..." he stuttered and went bright red.I reached out, took his hand and placed it on my inner thigh. "Does that feel good?" I asked him. ...He never said a word, but he began stroking my leg. It felt nice, but I became a little impatient and guided his wrist up my skirt towards my now-moist crotch. No words were said, as I guided his fingers to the opening of my pussy. He was quite clumsy and obviously in-experienced, but he finally managed to work two fingers into my opening,. Sometimes we gave the guys the option of getting together that night others we'd just give our phone number to these guys at that time hadn't made their minds up about us, which was fair enough. Anthony however said he would like to come to our home that night but to be sure he didn't change his mind at the last minute Anne told him she would guide him to our home as it was a distance from the pub we were in and to be honest the route wasn't the easiest to follow.Five minutes after I reached. Even though Slim came in by himself there was no guilty smile or give-away whatsoever that they had used each other for hard core sex stress relief. It truly had meant nothing to her except a night of no strings pleasure. For Slim it reminded him of a life-style he was once accustomed to and tuned in with. Now that reminder left him with a shallow feeling and a deep yearn in his heart for the relationship he had built with Shelley.Slim was convinced that it wasn't a rebound relationship and. "I'll pass." Leanne said, "Oh don't be such a ..." Suddenly the pink piece jumped outits holder and onto the start square. We all just looked at each other."I guess you are playing," Leanne said, numbly.Mark's eyes were wide as saucers as he said, "I don't know guys, thismight be like that Jumanji game."Paul added, "Yeah, or like Zanthura."I tried to take the pink piece off the board, but it wouldn't move. "Ithink it's stuck," I said.Leanne softly said, "I think we're all stuck. Crap! Sorry.