“Come up further,” he gripped her thighs and pulled her more up, she was straddling his waist now. “Ri, put your hands on your head board, yeah,...right there baby.” Her breasts were poised right above his head, right where he wanted them. He placed a few kisses between her breasts; he watched her chest rise and fall. He kissed the curves right beneath her breast and gave each one a love bite.He cupped the mounds, he kneaded one while he breathed on the other one. He watched her nipple harden. Curious, I entered the living room. Ellen, wearing a skimpy top and a short skirt was sitting on the couch, a glass of white wine in her hand. Her face was flushed in a manner that immediately told me that she wasn't on her first glass of wine. Sitting next to her was a woman I had never met. Ellen rose and introduced me to Sarah, whom I then recognized as her friend from work. She had often spoke of Sarah as very attractive and with whom Ellen often flirted. “Sarah’s girlfriend was called away. A new brick pavilion with proper changing facilities and a clubhouse had been built a couple of years ago and, because of this; the old pavilion had become a storeroom for the excess cricket equipment. After a couple of nuisance break-ins the equipment stored there had been moved to a more secure storeroom and the old place had been left to rot.I'd found a way into it last year when I'd been looking for a place to hole up in when it was wet. It was too much hassle to clamber into the place on a. For dinner you must wear a dress. I want to see you in something sexy and flattering, but not the little black dress in your closet. I want to see you in something vibrant and colorful. I want to be the envy of every man, as they stand mesmerized by your beauty. Heels are another requirement for this evening. The heels must be at least three inches or more in height. The lingerie should be tasteful, but is at your discretion. The jewelry and hair, I will leave up to you. Know that sex is not a.