"Are you going to introduce us?" she smiled towards George. I did, they talked for a little while and then George left. I called him later. "So," I as...ed him, "what do you think?" "She sure deserves better than you, you lucky bastard! My God, she is just so sweet," George kept going on. "So, I take it, you might want to do her?" I asked, already knowing the answer. So we set up a dinner at George's apartment (very up-scale flashy high-rise condo in the downtown area), and I started to work on. .." He could not finish the sentence. "You are what Jason?" she said smiling at him teasingly and sweetly. "I Am.... I am really nothing....I mean....well just nothing," he said, nearly stuttering. "Come here," she said, holding out her hand to him and smiling at him seductively. "I have a surprise for you Jason." He was virtually her willing slave now, as he took her hand and walked with her back into the shadows. She pulled her dress over her head, then removed her bra and panties and stood. Using both of her own hands, she held herself open, staring at her husband. “Tell me, darling! Do you want to see the spunk of another man flowing from my pussy?”Behind the spectacles I fancied John’s eyes were glazing over a little. “Yes!” he breathed. “You know I do!” His hand came to rest on his crotch, giving a little squeeze. Recovery, I imagined, had been swift.I was kind of getting the hang of this now. I got to my feet, wanking my cock as I looked down at Meghan. Turning my head to look. I startto unbutton your shirt while you stroke my hair. I caress your chestwhile I take off your shirt, playing with your nipples, then lean in tokiss and play with them the way you had just done with me. My hand stealsdown to touch your thigh, slowly moving up to find the hardness therewaiting for me. You moan when I stroke and squeeze you through yourpants, then you suddenly seize my face in your hands to pull me up tohungrily kiss me again. As we continue our deep passionate kiss, my.