Not to mention how ridiculous a claim like that would sound. I didn't believe it myself."If I ever came across as attracted to you, did anything to ge...erate or encourage these dreams, Bonnie, I'm sorry. I never intentionally-" She put up a hand to stop me. I took another sip of my coffee, waited patiently. What a lie that is."What do you want to do?" I asked finally.In a very tight, trembling voice she told me.She called at 11:30 the next morning. I stared at the cell phone in my hand,. I want to have the best possible experience when Steve and I make love.Steve comes in and we sit down. We begin to French kiss. Our tongues are dancing in one another's mouth. The kisses feel so soft on my lips and his tongue is touching mine and I feel like he is sucking my face off. I continue to kiss him, we are breathing through our noses as we continue to kiss. It seems like hours and we are just kissing and then his hands go under my shirt. He puts his hand under my bra and I feel like a. It took every ounce of willpower not to plow into her. Instead, I gently withdrew, and gently pushed back in, feeding my cock head into her pussy.She groaned again. "Fuck. Oh, fuck. I bet all of it would feel amazing." It would," I said, holding still for a moment, reaching down and letting my thumb glide over her swollen clit. I stroked it."Mmm, oh." You know, baby..." I said, my thumb caressing her clit, my cock head moving around inside her every time she squirmed. "The truth is, you're not. I told Dean to make himself at home and he kicked his trainers off and went a made himself comparable on the sofa. I went to the fridge a pulled out a couple of beers, I thought a drink may relax him a bit but when I seen him on the sofa with his legs spread apart he looked well relaxed. Seeing it was a Saturday I asked Dean if he wanted to stay the night, love to, he replied. We sat there for half hour or so talking about stuff and watching the TV and I thought it's time I made the first move.