The rest of the meal consisted of salads and a variety of cold meats."Stella Harvey just called to invite us to their home for dinner tomorrow night,"...Suzanne said as I took my seat. I got the idea she was watching for a reaction from me."What did you tell her?" I asked."I said we'd be delighted to go. Is there ... something we should know?" I'm going to their house for a swim after work and I invited myself to dinner, but I didn't put her up to inviting you. I can't think of anything else you. She took me to her bedroom and I was too much into the act to notice how big and extra ordinary this was and as soon as we entered the room, she literally flung me onto the softest bed I have been on.I was like, man, if ever there are cougars, she must be the leader of theirs she threw herself on me and started taking off my clothes in a jerky, violent, impatient way I started doing the same, only in a little gentler way in a few minutes, we were both stark naked, lying besides each other,. She had been wondering for some time if her three friends—all married to preachers—were going through the turmoil she was experiencing as a wife of a pastor: living in an isolated bubble, underappreciated by their spouses, being judged by their congregants as morally superior yet and leading unsatisfying sexual lives. During their bridge games she had been asking probing questions about their married lives to find out if theirs could be as difficult as hers. She recognized general complaining. He tells me to stop the car in a small lay by and says, "Baby I want you." He leans over kissing me gently, my body reacts instinctively, his kiss and light touch on my neck go straight to my nips and pussy, wonderful passionate sensations explode, making me tremble as we kiss deeply, our tongues searching. "Baby you know that fantasy you mentioned?" Ross asks between teasing me with his amazing mouth, sucking my bottom lip which he knows drives me wild. "Which one?" I answer, feeling my pussy.