I could feel his closeness and it reminded me of my wedding night, a strange but wonderful feeling, one I had longed to feel again and here it was, in...the dark and under blankets. I placed my hand on his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.I slept for how long I don't recall but in my dreams I was with my husband again with all my aches and pains banished we made love in an open field and so intense was the feeling I awoke to feel my naked breast being fondled with such care and feeling, each. At one point in the conversation she confided in me that she had always thought I was hot. I stand 6’ tall weighing all of 145 and as any 17 year old male began to get excited at the conversation. Angie leaned close to me and we kissed for the first time. It seemed like magic, you know, when sparks fly. I doubt that this was anything but young lust. Her taste was unreal. She had lip gloss on as was popular back in the late 70’s so I remember her tasting of strawberry. The taste was clean and. There I was sat naked on hubby’s friends lap With hubby looking on with a big grin on his face. So it looked like it was back to me, so I put Steve’s hand back to my pussy saying there you go sir is that easier for you, there was a slight bit of resistance as I placed his hand and pushed it against me all the time staring at hubby for some sort of reaction, I glanced up at Steve and he was staring across at hubby too, but hubby had his gaze fixed on our hands over my pussy so I went to move. Abraham hated it when they talked. “It was some nice work you did to our young mister Greene in there,” Abraham spoke casually, but his every muscle was tense and ready for action. “I don’t suppose I could get the same treatment?” Stella’s eyes flashed, and suddenly Abraham could smell the perfume coming off of her. It always had a sweet scent at first, but he had trained himself, and the smell became cloying and sickly in a matter of seconds. His guard had fallen for just an instant, there. No.