’ ‘Yes mistress’ In my head I apologized to my wife. Another part of me was looking forward to this. I started by licking her neck slightly up t... her lips and then down to her nipples through her fishnet like top. It was weird not having my hands frustrating. She didn't moan but I could see her breathing increase. Then she sat on the desk and I knew what she wanted next and I kissed down to it. I licked around her thighs and then her mound but I couldn't get it to one side with my tongue *sigh*. " Do we have any cucumbers in the fridge?" I'm not sure but I could check... hey, wait a minute, oh now that's gross sis. No, as a matter of fact we don't have any." Carrots, sausage sticks, anything with that particular shape?" You're sick Jill, I was going to make dinner but now thanks to you I'm not hungry anymore, so why don't you fuck off and go home." Don't tell me to fuck off, you fuck off, or better yet come over here and fuck me." Jesus Jill, do you hate me that much, you must think. I then realized it was mine. "I saw you drop it as you checked your phone, I couldn't help but look through your purse and was in awe when I saw your pretty face on your drivers license. I just had to see for myself." I must have blushed because he caressed my cheek with his soft hands. I just froze like a rabbit in headlights. I had no idea what to say or do. He continued to touch me, slowly brushing my hair from my face. Then gently rubbing my ear he said, "You are so beautiful, the things I. She is pretty hot though......I mentioned that I also had a recurring dream but checked myself half way as the full story is a little embarrassing. They both scoffed at that and Nat in particular insisted that I had to tell, especially if it was embarrassing. I resisted but she wouldn't let it go. Eventually I was ready to give in - god this was going to be awful but I hoped that Paul in particular had drank enough to be foggy on the details the next day. "Ok" I said. "I regularly have a dream.