"Fetch me the card he left on the mantelpiece and return to my embrace.Quickly."I scurried to do her bidding, and then settled myself down in her arms...gain."Originally, Heathyr, I'd only approached Francis about fulfilling oneof your immediate desires." She caressed my chest, my face, and mythroat. Although the hormones - natural, prescription, and second-handfrom the Countess herself - were slowly working their magic, I still hadto do a lot of work to help nature along."Thanks to his own. "You could help us with my notes." I give Nimrod my coy smile.He shakes his head and says. "We would have to go home for that." Then he gives us a smirk and closes the distance, I can feel the heat of his hand on my back as he rubs my shoulder. I have to shiver when I get those wonderful tingles."We could do that too." I like the way this man thinks.We head back to our cottage. Maybe we are a little more cuddly than really necessary but I have not seen these two in weeks and they have missed me. Quick grab of the remote, soft jazz, back to kissing. Eager to go further…yet savoring each part of his lips, ears, neck. The path to pleasure would be a slow, sensual and passionate ride. Our lips repeatedly finding each other, tongues entwined inside the beautiful smile, exploring, as if preparing for the journey ahead, warming up for the passion they would soon employ.Next his shirt. Trembling now, the first touch of moist hot skin on skin as he removed my shirt as well. Void of hair except. Everyone we knew had left. It was like she checked this, as she was definitely looking around. She must have been satisfied, because she seemed to melt against me, her body touching mine from her tits to her knees. My one hand dropped slightly to touch her ass. I quickly moved it back up, but she did not seem to mind.The next awkward moment soon came. She pulled her head back, and we looked into each others eyes. I know I wanted to kiss her, and she looked like she wanted to kiss me. I was.