Like I wasn’t expecting it, but it still took me by surprise. She took my hand and walked me through her apartment to her bedroom. She stood on a ru... near her walk-in wardrobe opposite the bed and told me to sit down.The room was lit in candlelight. I sat on the bed and just watched in amazement, as she slowly pulled off her clothes, she looked sexy as fuck, moving her hips, swaying from side to side as she shimmied her leggings down to her ankles.She rolled her stomach as she pulled her. I throw her to the floor and without guiding myself in I try and turn my fucking back inside out. My hands can almost reach around her whole waist, and if I queeze any tighter, its going to happen. I know she can't breath, I don't want her to. She wants me to not want to. She tries to lock her ankels behind me but her heels are too busy hammering into my back. I hear her voice start to give. I slip her off of me and tell her to turn over. She's too paralyzed to move, and before I could. She lingered, our mouths close and I felt rather than instructed my own mouth to open to her and she entered me, her tongue moving deep into my mouth. It was, without doubt, the best first kiss I ever had. The arm behind me moved to my shoulders and she pulled me into an embrace, her mouth never leaving mine. I responded for shy though I may be I know a kiss when I get one and I know how to participate. She suddenly disengaged, leant back and reached for my brandy. ‘I don’t know about you but. We were the last to arrive and the party had already started. Ben introduced me to Rick, and he reminded me alot of hubby. Ricks wife Angie walked up and introduced herself. The weather was hot so I was dressed in a cute but revealing little outfit of shorts and a light top. We ate and everyone was drinking. After the fireworks people started to leave. Before long Angie and I sat in the kitchen talking with the boys. As we did I noticed Angie kept looking down at my body. As the conversation.