May I steal another?’ She didn’t comment nor did her expression change so Brent kissed her, properly this time, and kept on kissing till her eyes ...inally closed and he felt her grip on his arm tighten. ‘Like that?’ he asked, breaking away. ‘Rarely had better,’ she said guardedly. ‘My husband Ralph is out of town for a couple of days. ‘I suppose you’ll want to take advantage of the situation?’ Brent attempted to look innocent: ‘Who, me? That’s not my style. My wife has library committee meeting. " She returned to sucking me and touching herself. Sweat dripped from my face onto my chest and her other hand dug into my lower back. We were fucking in the most unusual way, both of us getting off in front of her husband and we were still mostly clothed. She swallowed me with ease. My cock begin to pulse. Her own lust took over and she buried her face against me taking me as deep in her mouth as was possible. My balls tightened and the sticky goo began its journey towards her throat. Her. Three moves later I captured her other bishop, and I was certain I’d win. I played carefully, and a few moves later, saw a winning line which would require exchanging two pieces each. With the first exchange, I removed my briefs, and with the second, Meredith saw the clear path I had to victory and toppled her king.She jumped up from her chair, moved quickly to my side of the table and knelt between my legs. I shifted the chair to give her better access, and after a wink, she lowered her head. ‘We’re under the mistletoe,’ you said, sounding slightly nervous. I looked up, although I believed her. ‘Yeah, I guess we are,’ I replied. ‘I suppose we’d better see if it still works after being boxed-up all year.’ Your voice was sweet and tender, as soft as your skin. You leaned towards me. I felt you brace your left hand on my right thigh as your hot breath stroked my mouth for a second. You softly pressed your mouth to mine, parting them and sucking on my lower one. You gripped my thigh.