’ I came to stand behind him at the desk and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, planting a small kiss on his neck. He put his hands on my arms an... leaned back a bit, making a soft, contented sound. ‘I’ll figure it out eventually.’ We sat in comfortable silence for a second, both staring at the screen. He sighed and powered down the screen, plunging us into sudden darkness. The only light was that of the street lights coming through the office window, and I could just barely make out an. Slipping the tunic over my shoulders, she passed it down my arms, then cast it aside as one arm went around my waist and the other caressed my breast, gently feeling its contours and the hardness of the nipple as it protruded under my shirt. Breathing heavily now, she untied my tie, unfastened my shirt buttons, pulled the shirt free from the waistband of my skirt and dropped it to accompany my discarded tunic. She was almost panting now, but kept control as she reached behind me, deftly. In about 30 seconds they finished. He laid on top of her for a longish kiss and then both rolled over twice ending up in the pool.About half of the pool crowd watched. The other half ignored them. I wished I could have been that guy when I was 20. It was then I heard an older lady say, “Children. How Crass.”I looked up to an unusual sight. Four cougars (but in an attempt to be polite I will call them ladies), all dressed in nipple displaying uplift bras, mid-calf length almost transparent. He became more intense as we both became more aroused. His tongue began to explore the sensitive skin of my lips, and I met it with my own. I opened my mouth wider, inviting him into me, wanting the experience of the metaphor to reassure me about the real act which I felt certain was to happen soon. He responded quickly, his tongue dancing with mine as our lips began to redden with the friction of our kiss. I felt his hands move slowly down my back, his fingers pressing my skin along my spine.