She walks through the doors and I follow. Nancy’s standing at the railing, overlooking the city; I hug her from behind and softly kiss her neck whil... my hands run over her body. “I missed your gentle touch,” she says. Her breathing is erratic and every time I move my lips to a different part of her neck she lets out a slight whimper. We stand like this for a while when she turns. We kiss, passionately and deeply. After that first deep kiss I focus my attention on her neck again. I switch form. This time my orgasm became vocal. My thighs began shaking as the waves hit. The orgasm was amazing. My mind couldn't deny what my body was telling me. This is the way it is supposed to be. I withdrew my wet cunt from my darlings face to see that I wasn't the only one who had came. His jizz was all over his stomach. I quickly did him the favor of cleaning it up with my tongue. Strangely enough, it tasted better than ever.I had never thought in a million years that I would somehow become sexually. I had met her a few times, but I doubt I had said a dozen words to her. She looked to be in her middle thirties. Mike was forty-one.Linda hailed her as she walked by. “Stop and talk, Toni. This is my Dad, Mike Lewis. We made him an apartment in the cellar and he is here permanently. Jimmy, you toss the Frisbee. I’ll join in a minute.”Jimmy was glad to have anyone play with him. “Wanna play? I only have my Mom and Dad to play with. Grandpa Mike is going to play sometimes. He is taking me. If you want to help yourself to a drinkor a biscuit..." No thanks. Just had my tea."I took off my anorak and sat in the chair opposite hers. It was thefirst act in a ritual I hoped would end with her twisting open her purseand giving me a shiny 10p piece."How's school goin'?" she asked, fiddling with the long necklaces shealways wore."Not so bad. We break up for half-term tomorrow." Is it tatie-pickin' week already? Doesn't time fly! It only seems likeyesterday when you were in short trousers.".