You both have to want to go all the way. Is that okay with you?”He looked into my eyes then into Pete’s. We looked at each other.“Okay,” I sai... nervously.“Yes. I’m okay with that too,” Pete confirmed.“The other thing is,” Eve carried on. “A lot of couples like to talk and shout during... when it’s happening. Wives especially like to shout out ‘no’ or ‘don’t touch me’ or even call for their husbands to help them. It’s hard for us to know when the shouting is real and when it’s all part of the. I felt sure she was in the mood for ass fun, but to my surprise she slid away from me and sat up. "Lie on your stomach," she said.Aha, so this is what she has in mind, I thought. Once in a while she gets so into the idea of ass play that she wants to give it back to me, like she did after that first time I fucked her ass. She slid a pillow into place and I straightened my hard cock under me so it was comfortable.Then she climbed on top of me and began kissing my neck. The full weight of her was. "Oh, I don't think so." Why not?" Well..." I looked around the store, "My cubicle mate ... he stares." Ohhhhh..." Sally responded knowingly. "I understand. I get that sometimes." Doesn't it just creep you out?" Oh, I don't know. I mean, sure, of course it does when he's being too obvious. But if he's just checking me out, and if he's cute ... I guess I just take it as a compliment. Besides, I figure I should wear what makes me feel good, and the rest of the world will just have to deal." I wish. Actually, you head on up and I’ll be right there after I change into my painting togs.’ ‘You have special painting clothes?’ I asked. ‘Are they as weird as some golfing outfits? Do they come with a goofy hat?’ Keven laughed and shooed me up the stairs. ‘You’ll find out in good time. Why don’t you get yourself comfortable, and I’ll just be a minute?’ Right then, my cell phone rang in my purse on the table. I fished it out and looked at the number. It wasn’t one I recognized. ‘Hello?’ ‘Miss.