“You mean, you really fucked him?”Mac laughed as she could see how incredulous Harriet was with what she’d just revealed to her.“Yes, Harriet,...I did just that. It was totally hot, believe me,” Mac said. “I couldn’t believe I let myself seduce him and actually fuck him but the heat and the opportunity of the moment just seemed to take control, and he’d asked me why I thought his relationship with Meredith had fallen apart, so I not only told him why but I showed him,” Mac said.“Oh my goodness,. Back and forth, back and forth. I’d love to know what went through his warrior brain.It was a Tuesday morning, just after six, when Pilar and I, with our escorts, entered the dojo-style gym. Tom had been training our class in Krav Maga, a sort of street brawl that was a blend of several different disciplines — boxing, aikido, wrestling, judo. The primary emphasis was to avoid a confrontation if at all possible. If not... The main Krav Maga premise, as I understood it, was to defend and attack. "Do you agree not to try to run away again or resist me?"She hesitated. He twisted his hands again, harder."Yes! I agree."He smiled, and as he lay on her, he slid a hand up between her legs to her crotch."Hey!" she said.He was momentarily embarrassed and removed his hand, but summoned logic. "Well, we were talking about sex. Surely I'm going to invade your personal space."He slid his hand up between her thighs again. His cock was hardening in his shorts. He could do her like this, face down on. He brought us Mexican food for lunch. I made him remove his pants too, only to be fair. As we ate, he would gently rub my legs. From my toes to the top of my thighs, I could feel his strong older hands caressing me. The nerves were gone. He told me I was beautiful, I told him he was silly. After lunch, we made our way to the bed. He was on his back, I got on top of him. As we kissed, I was grinding my soaked panties against his briefs. He removed my shirt and bra. Rob then flipped me over on to.