Oh you look comfy Rachel said as she grabbed my hand and led me to her room.I haven’t been in there for years. Pink walls, white lace curtains. Her ...edding was purple and white. Clothes everywhere. Panties lined the floor. Her closet packed with clothes. Makeup all on every flat surface. She led me to her bed , here sit! What should I wear?I seen a short night shirt it was yellow, that put that on! Her skirt and panties fell to the floor as she lifted her shirt over her head the sun came in the. , c cup breasts with very dark large nipples , narrow waist , perfect legs , pear shape ass and a very heavy dark bush ( which I loved as a hair guy ) . My wife was a high profile special ed teacher in Anchorage Alaska and had to be constantly on guard in public worried about reflecting poorly on her program which ran from grants year to year . She was a jeckel and hyde woman , seemingly very straight but with a small amount of wine and a little herbal she was VERY entertaining with a fixation. My brain is also adjusting for the shorter distance involved. It’s true your brain keeps track of how long your fingers are. It finds it disturbing when it knows that the tip of your finger should be touching something but is not.In other news, Scrivener my writing software of choice has come out with a new beta version for it’s Windows implementation that includes screenwriting. It’s been out a while I just noticed. I’m giving it a whirl. It allows me to have my complete story making process. My tongue lashed up and down his crack, occasionally and inexpertly finding his hole. He didn’t seem to mind my lack of skill, or at least my enthusiasm must have compensated. He began to bounce up and down, all but riding my face. I’d never experienced anything like it before, it felt dirty and humiliating and incredibly hot. My cock was rock hard bouncing with the rhythm of the rocking bed. I spent what felt like an hour but it might have only been a few minutes with my face buried in his.