It's good!" she replied. "I would have kept myself for you, if you wanted." It's okay," I reassured her. "This is wonderful for me. I love seeing you ...ike this." Richard!" my wife hollered. "Enough!"Richard lifted his head. His lips and chin were shiny with the juices he'd created."Inside me," she whispered, hoarsely. "Get him inside me."Richard looked at me. My friend since college, Richard was a well-built guy, just under six feet, dark hair, dark eyes and a gentle manner."It's okay," I told. She found nothing by way of a distraction. Indeed her loins had become very distracted indeed from her ministrations and the obvious lovemaking above her.What should she do as a loving parent or as a sexually charged woman? Should she acknowledge their love making with disapproval or let it pass unacknowledged?What she was drawn to do, almost involuntarily, was to slip her shoes off and to tip toe up the carpeted stairs to the landing. The sounds were clearer here and were unmistakeable. She. He especially missed her at times like this, when he came home tired. During good times there had been an arm round his shoulder, or better… ‘Bother,’ he thought when the elevator halted on the eighth floor. ‘Yet more delay!’ The doors slid open and a young woman came in. Jim had seldom seen such a gorgeous one: long auburn hair in supple waves, breasts he’d only seen in pictures, shown for a good deal in a low-cut, ruby dress that clung to her firm body, lovely rounded buttocks and long sexy. " Susan said."I wished but to remind myself. Now I know." Alice said.Susan gave her an extra pair of sunglasses from her glove box. Alice was thrilled by the concept. Lifting them several times in comparison. She was like a child, fearful and laughing from the acceleration and braking as Susan drove into town. Drawing courage from Susan's confident and efficient control of the vehicle.In the stores the sales girls were flabbergasted over the concept of someone not knowing their sizes. Susan.