It was time to put him out of his misery. ‘Really, Peter, it’s all right. It was an honest mistake. You can go, if you like.’ Peter gave her a ...ook mixed with anxiety and relief. ‘If you’re really sure. I’ll at least leave money for your dinner.’ Charlotte considered his offer, then accepted. What could it hurt, taking in to account the shock she had just endured. Peter smiled and put down a hundred, telling Charlotte to keep the change. She did just that, feelings of guilt over taking his. I sit standing straight putting my breasts in more evidence. My long legs are crossed with the hem of the dress just below the edge of the stockings. My luxurious knee high boots finish my legs with a touch of sexiness and yet classiness. We chat over a strong drink. I need one to relax. It is rather nerve racking to meet you again after all that time. Memories rush back to my mind. You reach over and pet my thigh. I shudder but grab your hand and leave it there.Mike's Story Sitting beside. ? Mark leant forward & gently kissed her lips. His right hand reached out until it was cupping one of Claire’s tits through the thin material of her blouse. He kissed her harder until Claire felt his tongue invade her mouth. Mark’s left hand also reached out to cup her other tit. As they continued kissing, Mark tore the buttons of her blouse open to caress both of her tits. He expertly fondled & gently pinched her nipples. Claire felt her cunt flood with wetness. She instinctively. Flat. Prone. My eyes were wide, searching your face. ‘Camden…what?’ ‘No worries, baby,’ you replied, urging my shoulders down onto the mattress while slowing straddling my hips, settling yourself firmly on top of me. You felt me tense and leaned down, whispering, ‘Hey, it’s me. Breathe…’ I followed your directive and watched as your face came closer, its planes much more distinct when you were this close. ‘Emma, I’m going to touch and taste every inch of you. I’ve waited…now it’s time.’ And.