She appeared to have a cute face but she wore glasses that had very large, round lenses that make her look like Atom Ant. Apparently since Matt and I...rarely closed the d****ries on the picture window, she could see us clearly from a window in her house as we sat there watching TV or listening to music. It was a warm Sunday evening and Matt and I sitting on the couch with no shirts on. Ten pm rolled around and said he had to hit the sack. He also said she was going to call and I thought to. * Eric had been quite absorbed in his music but he grew impatient and was on the brink of shouting out to Joy when, despite the headphones clamped over his ears, he heard the tread of footsteps on the landing. He turned his head to the left just as the door was pushed open and Joy stepped in, still wearing her scanty two-piece and holding a flute of champagne in her left hand. “Ah, champagne,” said Eric. Joy walked over and removed the headphones, putting them and the CD player on the bedside. I'm ready to try to put that all behind me." As long as we both agreed, beforehand, that it would be nothing more than two friendly people helping themselves, and each other out. I know I'm not ready to begin anything more involved than that." I'd be fine with our agreeing to that. A simple release of tension is all I'm looking for. If it helps us both with our other problems, then so much the better. I'd be more than satisfied with feeling relaxed again, and getting a full night of. She yearns for him to penetrate her. She needs to feel his hot stiffness inside her and make raw, visceral, passionate love to her. Faster and faster, Lindi’s hands worked their magic on her most private and sensitive parts – increasing her tension and stoking the fire of her arousal. The mystery man lines himself up and for a moment their eyes meet. Without a word spoken between them, he suddenly thrusts forwards and instantly the timid young maiden feels an intense flash of searing pain.