Wearing only in my underwear. Not speaking or moving when you nibbled my nipples through the lace of my bra and just brushed the front of my pussy as ...ou ran your tongue along the waist band of my panties. And then pushed me back onto your bed. Laying me out; stroking me in just the right places. Even when you lifted my wrists so gently above my head and secured them so firmly I was still engrossed in the affection in your touch. I got excited as your touches began to grow more vigorous. I have. Just in my early 40's, I now had a corner office and my own secretary. Barbara was a sweet young girl whom I had picked from the secretary pool. She had long dark hair and a perfect figure that reminded me so much of Sandra in the early days of our relationship. I could not help but notice her as she bent over the copier and the open file cabinet drawer. Her blouse crept up revealing the small of her back and her butt was perfect, just the way Sandra's was nearly twenty years earlier. Her. “Oh nothing,” I blushingly said. I mean, what could I say, that compared to you, she was milk toast? As Mom busied herself in the kitchen cleaning up, I sat in my chair trying to build up my courage, eyeing her with an incredibly raging lust, but I didn’t know what to do or how to say anything that would start a conversation in the right direction. When she was finished Mom told me she was going to take a shower, and call it a day. I went into the living room and turned on the television and. He kisses my cleavage and grabs my ass as he pulls us together. The warmth and firmness of his body feels good against my nearly naked body. He steps back and admires my body with a compliment.We kiss with our arms wrapped around each other. His penis is still fully aroused and I fantasize about how wonderful it will feel inside me. He unfastens my bra which reveals to him for the first time my 34B perky breasts. Gently he takes each breast, licking, kissing, sucking and squeezing them. .