We left our clothes and exited the bathroom, my hand around her waist, and her hand around my cock heading back towards the basement. When we passed ...he couch in the family room, she pushed me into it and dropped to her knees. I grabbed a handful of hair and let her get her lips over my head before stopping her. She looked longingly at me and tried to do what she could with her tongue. I let her go for a few minutes before pulling her away.“It’s not that easy,” I said grinning evilly. I. It felt wrong but after she let my thumb go I kept rubbing her nipple. This went on for about 20 or 30 minutes until I started rubbing her entire breast and squeezing it gently in my hand. Deep down I had always had a thing for her; she has a sexy body and some nice D size breasts. I had thought of this happening many times but I never expected it to.Well back to the action, after I rubbed and squeezed her breast for a while I ran my hand down and went up inside her shirt and started rubbing. “Oh, I haven’t been to the last few poetry circles. I’ve seen Francis once or twice, but not much of the others. What about you?”“More of the same. I’ve been up North the weekend of the last couple of circles.”“To see your boyfriend? How has that been?”“Good, thanks. Long bus rides, you know…”I waved off the subject and he glanced down at his glass for a moment, then up again, a glimmer in his eye. He smiled at me, caught my hand and pulled me into a large bedroom on the second floor. As he led. I hope you don't mind my being here." Not at all. What's happening?" Nothing much," she said. "Just spending my days chained to a desk. How about you?" Bored out of my mind," Greg said. "Nothing but boring meetings during the day and a hotel room at night."Megan said, "You don't like hotels?" No," he said. "I don't."She said, "I haven't stayed in a hotel too many times. When I did, I thought it was kind of a treat."Greg laughed. "Maybe it would be," he said, "if you were on holiday. On business.