After whatseemed like an eternity, she slowly released her grip and looked away.She stood up and fetched the pink robe that she had flung to the floor...She tossed it onto the bed."Here," she said quietly. "Cover yourself up and come downstairs. Weneed to get breakfast ready for your father and brother and I can't haveyou waltzing about uncovered with you sticking out."I was amazed with her grace as she turned toward the door. Less than aminute ago, she had turned into a banshee, but now she. She seemed to sleep with the covers just up to her belly, her breasts fully exposed. I could not help but stare at her perfect globes and she seemed to sense I was staring.“You okay over there? My god, have you got a hard-on?”I mumbled, and she laughed.“Is it because of these?” She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them.“Um, huh,” I stuttered. “I’ve never slept in the same room as a girl before. I’ve never even seen a girl naked.”She smiled at me. To my astonishment, she climbed out of her bed,. I moved to her, pushing her back against the wall, pressing my body into hers, and bending down I kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss – not the kiss of strangers, but the kiss of a man and woman that knew each other’s craven desires intimately. An urgent kiss. A needy kiss. The kiss of a man possessed by lust. My body pinned D against the wall and my left hand moved to her breast as my right hand wrapped around her neck. I fondled D’s heavy globes, massaging them and playing with her hard. Until yesterday I hadn't a clue where Wendy lived, but it wasn't so far from me, practically the next estate over. Loading the car I waved to Jean who just gave me a smile as I could see her hubby lurking in the background, whilst across the road I could see Mark's van outside of Lisa's. Weekends, I thought with a wry smile, glad mine move about a bit.I reached Wendy's at pretty much ten on the dot and she welcomed me in looking a lot different to her working attire. No makeup and a long loose.