Pulling my money out to pay, I used the opportunity to pay her. Her wide eyes revealed the amount overwhelmed the expected especially from such a youn... man."Would you accompany me to my apartment?" I asked her in French."Oui," she said.We took a taxi. There were plenty of taxis.Sharing a bath, we splashed about like children and then fondled and teased like teenagers. While toweling off, her hand working my penis and mine her nipples, I had my first French kiss with a French girl. She resisted,. She turned and poured herself a glass of juice. As she walked towards us I could see her nipples were erect and poking at the material. My cock began to harden as she got closer. She smiled and sat across from me and my wife."So, what is everyone doing today?" Sarah asked as she sipped her juice.Whatever was said next, I don't have a clue. I could hear lots of voices talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. I was focused on Sarah's hand slowly sliding up and down her juice glass.. "I still don't understand why you didn't want me to know that you injured your ankle." I knew you would feel sorry for me. I want you to be with me because you want to be with me, not because you feel sorry for me."Carrie had finished serving out the food and turned to look at me. "I do feel sorry for you and want to take care of you but that's because I care about you. We aren't apart because I don't love you anymore. The reason we are separated and not divorced is because I do still love you. They both got upstairs and Samantha looked at Hannah."What?" Hannah asked, confused. "Umm..." Samantha stuttered but then she grabbed Hannah's face and kissed her with a lot of passion and tongue.Hannah didn't back away, instead she kissed back and placed her hands on Samantha's hips.Without breaking up the kiss, Hannah slowly sat down on her bed as Samantha climbed on top of her. Hannah broke up the kiss and pulled off her blouse and so did Samantha. Samantha also took off her bra, making her.