You said you’d miss me. But you didn’t know how much I would. You were leaving on a monday, I asked you to come over the friday before. You invite... your girlfriend too, I never liked her. We drank, talked, and watched a movie. It had been three years, and we had never done anything real. I was posessed by desire, I couldn’t let this go on. You were on my left, she was on your left. It was cold, we had a huge blanket covering us. I put my hand on your leg, moving it so, so slowly towards your. I alternated hands, and moved to different targets on the dummy, but each time there was a resounding slap of leather against leather. By the time I saw Rhonda out of the corner of my eye, my shirt was soaked with sweat, and my palms were starting to get raw from the braid of the whip's handle. She didn't say anything; she just watched as I did my best to flay the dummy, the frustration obvious on my face.Finally, I could barely lift my arms, and all of the emotion seemed to drain out of me. I. My mind never left Cody. The trip from the car to our bedroom was a blur. The kissing was frantic and hands everywhere. Hubby was stripping off and went to close the curtains when a jolt of electricity shot through me. A taxi had pulled up right outside. "He made it," I thought smiling to myself. Closing the curtains I turned my attention to my sexy drunk husband laying naked on the bed. He was still hard from the car ride and knowing him like I did, he wasn't far from coming. I dove straight. “Julie, it’s up to you,” Jake said to her quietly so that only she could hear. “I’ll understand if you don’t want to kiss me, but I’d like for you to be the first girl I ever kissed.”Jake felt her relief. She could kiss him on those terms. She moved her face toward him and pressed her lips to his. They were soft. Jake placed his hands on her cheeks. He moved his lips to the corner of her mouth and kissed her there and then to her cheek before he returned to her lips and kissed her again.He drew.