..feeling them get hard under your touch.Your fingers tracing around them my nipples getting harder.Leaning back against you, I can feel your hardness...against me, I press my body tight against you.You slide your hands under my skirt, Your hands gently caressing me as they move downward.As your hands move over my belly and further down, you discover I'm not wearing anything under my skirt.Your fingers seeking and finding my heat.They slide between my lips, moving back and forth, your fingers. It was naughty and kind of kinky, which worked for the both of them. It did wonders for their sex life, which had been lagging slightly. They both got caught up in work and children and school commitments and other family things that sex took a back seat. Now, with Vernon being more open about his fetish and his love of silk, they found ways to add it to their sex life. Whether that was Vern wearing Karen’s underwear, or Karen dressing up for Vern in little silk dresses, chemises and slips,. It's up to you."Inque walked over to the chair and curled up.Larry gave her a blanket off his bed and then got in and went to sleep.The next morning, Inque was still sleeping in the chair when Larry woke and got dressed. He phoned the restaurant to call in sick, then he left with her list in hand and returned late afternoon after running around Manhattan to surgical supply stores, print shops, and chemical supply stores.She was spread out on the floor in a puddle of black ink when he walked. "Well little one, I don't know." You don't?" Nope, I'm just the brother; don't you think there are other people you should be asking?" Oh, yeah, I guess you're right aren't you." Yep, they will let me do a lot of things, but today I really don't know if they have more meetings you need to go to or things like that. You have to ask them." Oh, OK." She turned to Jim and Carol Smith. "Do you think I could go to the concert today?" I don't see why not Anita, we were going anyway."Anita turned back.