.. some sort of dream?"My whole sensory intake was clouded and surreal. The walls of the roomseemed to bend and sway, the light of the lamp beside me ...as producinga whitish foggy haze. Molly seemed smaller and out of focus. And me, Ifelt cold, suddenly frigid. It hit me down low first, my reproductiveorgans shriveling impossibly small.Goosebumps coated my arms and legs and I began to shiver. The hair onmy head stood on end and my eyes began to lose their leaden lids. Mysight was returning,. Ingrid was also especially enjoying this moment, having been the catalyst for their meeting in the first place. Few, if any of the attendees would leave without knowing she had put them together.Their honeymoon would be two weeks in London and Paris with a couple of side trips in each location. It would be Tom and Jenny's first trip to Europe, and they were excited at the prospect. Nikki was in school of course, and would stay with Tom's parents while they were away. She was disappointed that. I was hope she would not notice my fidgeting around on my chair. Well pretty soon she got up to leave and I told her good night.She looked at me and stop and asked me if I wanted to go back to her place for a night cap. I was shocked that she asked me. I usually go back home alone.I thought about it for a minute and I said sure.So we left and caught a Taxi Cab back to her place.As we were in the back of the cab we started talking somemore, cracking a few jokes, laughing and enjoying ourselves.. She had her other hand on her hardened nipple, tugging at it. All through this I heard her Moaning my name over and over again. Emma suddenly sped her hands up. She moved her hand from her nipple, and started fingering her wet snatch. I could hear the sound of her juices squishing from my bush a few meters away. Her moans became louder, and infinitely dirtier. ‘Fuck me James, move your fingers JUST LIKE THAT!’ she screamed, until suddenly I stepped backwards, and snapped a twig. She stopped.