Harry hefted a breast in one hand and suckled on it, tweaking the other nipple and making Anne pant a little. He could smell the scent of her arousal ...nd it was getting him even more worked up than playing with her breasts. He felt more powerful than when he was casting a Patronus, that he could make this woman into putty in his hands.Moving behind her, he rubbed away the creases from her bra on the skin of her back, making her sigh in contentment and arch her back like a cat. She had strong. With a smile and gesture I invite her in. I grab her hand and walk her towards the large leather armchair. I sit down, she stands right in front of me. I give her a galant kiss at her hand and let it go. With a nod, I indicate she can start. Slowly she unbuttons her shirt, too shy to look at me. Her blush and the two erections at her almost flat chest do the body talk.I lick my lips and tell her "You move me, brunette beauty!". I see her gaze dropping down to my pants. She hopes I show some. She wanted to drive to surprise me as to where she was taking me. I kept asking and she kept saying, "You will see, Besides I was looking at some of the movies and pictures and I want to try some of them." My mind was racing as to what ones she was talking about. I was thinking and thinking the whole way there. We pulled up to a local adult book store and she said, "We are here." I still didn't know what she wanted to try. We went inside and walked to the section in the back of the store where. I was still in regular contact with Jan in Harrogate and Mary and Yvonne in Edinburgh, though with them, I was only on a 'promise' as and when I was in their areas. As for Maggs and Kay, they lived much closer to home as it were and often enjoyed a Friday afternoon delight session with me in a fairly anonymous cheap hotel near the Dartford Crossing. There were a few others from our holiday in France that I was in irregular contact with, but so far other than still expressing an interest to.