’ I chuckled with your comments and slide up my hands in your inner thigh. Gently stroking your thighs but avoiding the crotch area. ‘Why are you ...unishing me, woman?’ you blurted under that heavy breathing. I rose up my left leg over your right leg, giving you an access to my inner thigh. You stroked my legs, and pushing further under my mini-skirt. Your fingers reached my laced thongs and slide it sideways. ‘You’re soaking wet my dear. Is it all because of the caffeine?’ You spoke while. .. surprised, and a little aroused by it.He told me he would love to have one more go on her, but of course he wouldn't because he still believed me and him were friends. Slowly, a plan formed in my head. I got his number and told him to keep an eye on his phone... Santa might have a special present for him soon!Over the next few nights, I started to fool around with some of our bedroom games. I got her warmed up to the idea of a little light bondage and sensory deprivation. She started to. ‘Of course, you can ask me anything Sara,’ he reached across the table to give her hand a reassuring squeeze. ‘Well, I was wondering, if you still miss your wife and if you think about her.’ She blushed because she knew that it was probably a raw subject with him but her curiosity got the better of her. To her surprise he answered quite bluntly. ‘I think about her sometimes yes, but I don’t miss her. I rue the day I put that ring on her finger.’ So stunned was she by his admission, she almost. He raised up and went to her hard nipples. First kissing them, then sucking them, and then he started nibbling on them. He went back down, and gently nibbled on her cilt after licking it, sending and orgasm straight through her body, squirting him with her cum. He went back up to her face, and kissed her, over and over. He took the tip of his dick and placed it at her entrance, then pulled it away. He did this a few times, until she couldn't take anymore. Her whimpers and moans were becoming.