Directly above us was a gigantic wad of Mistletoe,strung on fishing line and hanging from the chandelier.I looked back at his eyes. They were alive!"...t's mistletoe," I said."It sure is," he replied, and smiled. "And what do people do undermistletoe?" They kiss."He nodded. "I've never kissed another man in my life." Me neither." I've never wanted to kiss another man in my life." Me neither."Then there was a long pause, both of us searching for the right word, orthe right action."But I want. The first meet of my visit was actually going to be a coffee joint in the nearby town, just so we could make sure we were both ready to go that one step further in our relationship. I dressed smart casual so as to not look too out of place (no panties of course…I do have standards hehe), however I told the whale to wear something tight, like bulging tight so I would know it’s her.As I sat outside the coffee shop in the sun and enjoyed something with a name far too long to be sensible, I looked. She was married to some big time Church of God minister, and they were very well off. She always wore the most expensive clothes, but I always thought she looked very sexy, always skirts and blouses or a dress. All her dresses and skirts stopped just above the knee and she always wore the sexiest high heels. And she wore high heels all the time; she was only about 5’1”. She was always tanned and would lay out for hours around our pool when she would come to stay with us. She would even wear her. He pushed it up and grabbed my thigh, lifting my leg around his waist. ‘We’ve got to make this kinda quick babe. My fiancé is supposed to stop by today,’ he whispered. The thought of her catching us almost made me cum right there. When he felt my leg hook around him and lock into position, he reached between us and guided his cock to my pussy. He rubbed the head between my lips and against my clit, up and down a few times, toying with me. ‘Put it in me!’ I gasped as his lips locked against my.