Wendy made sure her chair faced the others as Carla and Brad took a seat.Modesty was a word rarely used by the women in Dan’s family and the girls c...ntinued the tradition by not tugging at their shorts hems as they sat down. Poses always relaxed, the darkened triangle between their legs gave a hint of what was temporarily hidden from view.Carla rested her folder, referencing Jake’s condition, on the chair’s armrest, allowing Jake and Brad an uninterrupted view up her skirt. Jake smiled at Brad. What if rather than wanting to ask him for something, Jennifer was going to all this trouble to tell him bad news? The time she jumped the curb and ran the car into a fence came to mind. That was the last time they'd had this particular wine.Dinner was as excellent as he had expected. Although both of them took turns cooking, Jennifer had the better culinary skills. Yet even as he enjoyed the meal, he couldn't keep his mind from wondering when his wife was going to get to the reason for it. The tongue was replaced with a finger, then two, and his tongue journeyed up my sex and visited my pearl.It didn't take long after that. I came. I bucked up into him grabbing and holding his head, afraid that he'd back away. Wave after wave of feeling would surge, diminish, and then come back again. And I almost screamed when he ceased.In truth I was getting awfully sensitive down there, feeling every breath of air. But he kissed my thatch of red hair before worked his way up my tummy, pausing. She was coyly embarrassed when I said I thought she looked lovely, even as she waddled. She smiled as I plundered my imagination for compliments; flattery unlocked her reticence.She still worked in a shoe shop, unable to give up work due to money worries. I met her the following morning as I bought a pair of trainers from her and we chatted; I convinced her to let me take her to lunch. We agreed on the sexual transaction over cappuccino: two hours of sex for three hundred pounds.She was cheap,.