" Lexi took the bar of soap, and slowly began to lather my back. Her hands felt incredibly soft, but she also managed to massage my stiff muscles at t...e same time. She knelt behind me to suds up my legs from the bottom up. When she got up to my ass, her hand reached between my legs to gently fondle my balls. She was gentle. I could feel her fingertips lightly touch and caress them. I'm sure a groan escaped me. Lexi stood up soaped up my chest from behind. I could feel her developing breasts,. We began kissing, holding nothing back. The passion in the air must have raised the temperature in the room 10 degrees. I started to feel the warmth radiation off of her pussy when she pulled her tank top off. I take a second to admire the half naked beauty sitting on top of me before I put my mouth on one of her breasts. I hear her moan as she used one hand to pull my head closer and begins to move her hips grinding her still clothed pussy against the raging boner in my pants. I switched my. They have had time to learn if they cared to learn.”“Well, I don’t know if I really belong in that group. I’ve been married and divorced twice now.”“My marriage is my second,” she said with a laugh. “No, it’s not about whether you’ve learned to be married, but how you behave with women I’d be interested in.” As she said it she reached out and put her hand on my arm for emphasis. The emphasis wasn’t necessary.We chatted a while and parted ways when the shuttle came to pick her up. She offered to. I was loading up a plate. Chopsticks. Hashi. I can do 'em.I can also do champagne. Two, no THREE glasses, a number that I now draw as a red line. Tim cautioned me, but I know the whole 'alcohol is dangerous' thing. I wasn't driving. I was in the hands of somebody whom I loved and trusted and who would take advantage of me in lovely ways. And I wasn't going to get nasty drunk. I know what that looks like. Mom was famous for it.When Tim and I left the reception, I was slightly buzzed, a state.