On one side of the table was an ornate chess board although it had rather more squares and pieces than a conventional chess board. There was also a co...plex score board of pegs and holes to keep a running tally throughout the game. Two of the huge armchairs were placed at the table. Margaret poured the deep amber coloured cognac into two goblets the size of small goldfish bowls and took in the room’s ambience. The fire was merely a visual luxury since the room was not cold. This was, however, a. And blank. She then smiled and asked if I liked what I saw? I told her that she was beautiful. I then sat on the chair, with my eyes still on her breast. I so wanted to just grab them and fondle them, play with them, but I had to control myself. M## then looked down at my hard-on and said that I look nice also and she likes that way I have grown. I then looked down and saw that my dick was rock hard. My dick was so hard that it was causing pain and pleasure at the same time. My m## then moved. Croaking cotton-mouthed, neck muscles straining I beg for her release, her pleasure, my reward, until the geyser gushes sprinkling me in divine nectar and she slumps atop my face and I consecrate her sanctity with desert kisses. Red Light'Get out,' she said. The motor idling, the light red. I exit ungainly, tottering on my spindle heels, pulling the rebellious hemline of my dress beneath my cunt. Stood, exposed by red traffic management at this barren junction. She demands the dress. Sniffs. Mark got up to extend a shade over them; then they lay back, relaxed in the knowledge they had nowhere else to be, and fell into a contented nap.A while later she woke, thirsty, and reached for her glass of water. Mark was still asleep, stretched out beside her. Almost as if aware of her watching eyes, his cock was semi-hard. It was impossible to resist the urge to lean down and gently kiss along his length. He grunted in his sleep, hips shifting as she kissed him again, and watched his cock.