‘Oh yes please.’ I think to myself, knowing I’m to be silent, not to say a word. The softest of moans escape my lips. Your smile widens, knowing...how badly I am trying to control myself. When we both know you’re in full control. “All in good time, Doll-face.” Your words are like silk, pure honey, dripping with sex. A tremble rumbles through me as I fight not to let it be known. Goose bumps cover my body as it warms, and my skin tingles with the smallest of touches. A single finger runs along. " It feels good. I haven't laughed in a long time." Then you see, coming here has already been good for you." I... I think you are good for me, Jullian." As you are for me," he whispered, gently moving closer, their bodies touching."But I'm not sure if I could be good enough for you." Suppose you let me be the judge of that," he offered, his fingers lightly stroking her hair, their eyes meeting, holding as he set the wine glasses aside."I'm frightened Jullian." It is understandable." No, not. Me – what happened?She – I missed you.Me – (caressing her face) I missed u too.(suddenly she got up and brought her face near my face)Both of us were feeling horny and she just asked me to go forward and closed her eyes.I went ahead and planted a kiss on her lips…. Woowww she tasted soo good… We kissed for around 10-15 minutes caressing each other. Our kiss broke and I made her lie on the bed and took off her shirt and her bra. Kissed her again and started pressing her boobs….Slowly I went down. Even with her bizarre work schedule, I’d talked to Angela by phone at least once a month ever since she moved. I’d been in Minneapolis to broadcast in November and had met Del Olmquist when I was there. If you are thinking that name sounds kind of Scandinavian, you’d be right. He was so pale you’d think he’d never seen the sun. Even his hair was so blond it was almost white. The contrast between the two was like the keys on a piano. But he absolutely doted on Angela. He was a florist, of all.