And it felt good after talking it out.Later that night, I got a text on my phone. And we chatted for around 2-3 hours in the night.We talked about all...sorts of things. And I came to know she is staying nearby to my flat. So I told her I will pick you up tomorrow for the office.So it went on for a week, we were getting closer. And started spending more time in the office.One weekend, she offered me to come to her place and maybe watch some movies and all. I was very excited. So on Friday night,. Till dazed I looked up at her. “Have you washed your privates?” she asked as she put on the mitt, soaped it and slowly but deliberately stroked my still hard cock, which was laying erect on my belly. “Youv’e got a nice dick” Kizzy said “It’s bigger than daddies” she told me. My mind was racing, my cock was throbbing. I was still trying to make sense of this and trying not to cum as she gently stroked my throbbing member. “Did you wash your daddy?” I asked lamely. “Yes” she replied “When mummy. It was a heady mixture of woman on heat and potting compost, blended with the aroma of the various chemicals found in potting sheds, but it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, it was quite the reverse; it made me want him more than ever, but he was making me wait. He had played this game before, but if I waited it would be so much more exciting when it came. Or should that be when I came?Not that I had any choice. He was, as always, in charge. He told me to bend over the rough old bench, and I thought. He walked in a few feet turning to see the room when he saw Michelle. Standing in the corner next to the bed in the sexiest lingerie. John felt a rise in his pants as he stood standing staring. Michelle walked over to him and he took her in his arms. They made out for a bit, and they wanted what they had talked about soooo much it hurt. He helped sit her on the bed. Kissed her neck, her shoulders, the top of her breast. He slid off the bed, between her legs. She could feel herself becoming wet.