He worked his way down her body, stroking her abdomen and again retreated to her feet, working his way slowly up past ankles, calves, knees and thighs... He pushed her thighs apart and now his fingers pulled aside the thin Lycra fabric that kept her from him, and she felt a breeze brush that part of her, and knew that she was now almost naked to him. His thumb touched the soft, slippery spot that was waiting for his touch, and now, nothing impeded the sensations that streamed through her from. ”“That’s nice,” she shook my hand and introduced herself as Elaine, before ushering me into their home.The interior of the house was bright, and spacious; my God, you could smell the money just oozing out from the walls. She led me towards the living room, telling me that she and her husband had been expecting me. When we got there, her husband – my boss, a florid, barrel-chested looking man in his late forties – quickly rose up from where he was sitting and came over and shook my hand.“Hi. That’s the 17th to the 19th.”“And?”“We’ll see how things go.”“Remember the rule is transitive, so if you decide to be with him, he has to be tested.”“That complicates things. If I tell him that, it implies I’m going to sleep with him, but if I don’t, then I can’t, even if I want to.”“Welcome to my world!” I said. “You did me a huge favor with Jodie by telling her about that requirement last year.”“It puts a real crimp in spur-of-the-moment sex, doesn’t it? That would have wrecked that first. Karen was ready for some more action. She pulled away from John and unbuttoned her own pants. Instead of pulling them down, however, she got down on her knees and started sucking on John’s dick. With her pants loosened up, she slipped a hand into her pants and started playing with her pussy. John reached his arms down, cupped a breast in each hand, and started massaging them. Karen worked steady on John’s dick, but she was mainly focused on her own pussy. It was plenty moist and wet. It took.