’ She laughed before pushing her bowl away and finishing her wine too. I watched as she licked a stray drop from her lip and I was instantly hard ag...in and needing to satisfy that familiar ache. ‘So what would you like for dessert?’ She queried. My eyes travelled over her face, eyes, lips, down her neck and shoulders, lower. She tracked the movement but didn’t seem to notice the change in my mood. Contemplating this question I made a few suggestive sounds while clearing our plates away from the. On the floor, in the middle of a room was a large mattress covered with a large white duvet and black pillows placed around the edges. Around the mattress were couches covered with white sheets. There were double seater couches at the top and bottom of the mattress and three seater ones at the sides. Liz closed the door behind them and they turned to face her. “Okay.” She said. “I think we should all undress first and take a seat.” Helen looked at Don for a moment and as he started to unbutton. ’ She sat up and looked down. She exclaimed: ‘Oh my gosh. How long has that been out.’ I answered: ‘Since you rolled over. It was getting uncomfortable in my pants.’ She looked at it. Then said: ‘I’ve let three guys play with my boobs but I always made them keep their pants on. This is the first one I’ve really seen. May I touch it?’ I nodded. She reached out and caressed it gently. She said: ‘Nice.’ We hugged. I didn’t get full contact with her hips. Her boobs were in the way. Fascinating. She was still young, only 36, but lately her hands or her various toys were having little lasting effect on her sexual frustration. She knew what she needed and it wasn't just the sexual release, it was the need to be held, loved, and she knew why she didn't have it.She thought, I decided not to date, first because my husband had just died, and I was in morning. Later I made the choice that my children came first and now, one is leaving the nest for college, I'm all but burnt out at work, and.