There we lay, locked tight, searching each others eyes and not moving, just living that one moment of pure physical and emotional unity. After a while...Tom lowered his head and kissed me tenderly as he started to move slowly. He drew back almost withdrawing completely, and then entered me again, slowly and silently. Taking all his control, he continued to slowly make love to me. His movements were fluid and sure. Every stroke delivering to me a beautiful flush of pleasure, radiating from deep. I was starting to get back some feeling in my face, so it was time to make my move on this hot-ass doctor. I put my arms behind my head and flexed, trying to seem all casual. No bimbo can resist a free ticket to the gun show. “But you know, sometimes I think I need a more mature woman-”“No, Stephen,” the doctor said, chuckling. “You have a very impressive physique, but I’m happily married and you and I are ... very different people.”“I have a sweet-ass Firebird.”“I’ve been propositioned by more. "Yeah, lookin' real good. Know what I think? I think you and me, we should get together. I think you're wastin' that fine body. Body like that, it's made for lovin'. Ain't that right?" Please," she tried. "Please just leave me ... leave me alone." This girl was more scared than I thought, if she were telling me this when the cops must have been right there with her, urging her to keep me talking. Of course, I had spent time building her up to this terror, so maybe it wasn't all that. "Would you like another drink?" asked Charlie. "I have Tea, Coffee, Squash or some of the hard stuff". "I won't say no to the hard stuff" she giggled. Charlie smirked at her whilst he got up and grabbed two glasses and poured the bourbon into them, and topping off with some Cola. "Sorry it isn't anything fancy, my go to is a Bourbon and Coke" he said. "Nothing to be sorry over, the simply things are normally the best" Alice replied. The pair sat and drank for the next long while, getting.