"if Paris Match is to be believed." She slid two black markers closer together on the board."Thank you, Audrey. That removes one area of concern from ...ur own arena, if I'm not mistaken." Yes, Sir," Audrey smiled enthusiastically. "Although Prince Lewis will, no doubt, be disconsolate." Luckily he's too dim to have worked out how to unbutton his fly," Castwich remarked with uncharacteristic coarseness. He turned to me. "We think that the Prince had formed a view of his own about the potential of. " Well, it was damned good," I muttered.Tom added, "You ladies ought to get together more often."If the lights had been on, our blushes would have been obvious.In a moment of complete madness, I leaned in towards Sheila and kissed her full on the lips."Oh my god, we've started something," Andy exclaimed.Sheila pulled away from our kiss, slightly shocked, but equally as tempted as me, she pushed me back on the bed and kissed me again. Our legs entwined, and her hands were stroking my tits. I was. I sat up wondering if it had been a dream as I pushed the hair from my face. I moved to the bath and as I took my morning pee felt the evidence of the night before lovemaking. “Nope it was real!” I smiled as I turned on the shower. The house was quiet as I moved into the kitchen only wearing my boxers. There was hot coffee and I poured a cup before moving out onto the porch. I sat at the little table enjoying the country air and the cool morning breeze as it blew across me. I had not felt that. He told her he wanted her to slip her hand inside her panties and masturbate for him. He wanted her to touch and panty fuck herself, he told her not to come yet and then he wanted her to come right then, together with him. It was a hot September day and the arousal had poured perspiration beads all over her body. She trembled like a leaf in a cold breeze. The bottoms of her bra cups were drenched in sweat. To her amazement, she did exactly as he told her to do. It was not her way of pleasing.