She couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard, for so long.She needed it, too. Gerard had gotten her so hot, she needed Michael to fuck her ...rains out. Their sex the night before had been the best in a long time.It hadn't been that way for a long time. Years? In the early years of their marriage, they made love all the time. But over time, it went to once a week, and then once a month, and then even less than that. And when they did made love, it was uninspired without much. I had ?discovered? what boys liked at a dance during the fall semester for Homecoming. I was not impressed with the jittery and uncertain way that they seemed to all possess in abundance.So, in the hot morning, I had no idea as to what I was really going to say when I got there. But when I did arrive and learned that Tina had already left for one of a couple band camps that she would be at this summer (she being a really talented musician, something that I wasn’t) from her father, who was. It’s fine, Steve. You’ll be there. I trust you. So sure, yes, let’s do it!”I pulled Bethany into a tight hug and whispered in her ear, “I want to see your tongue in her pussy!”“Steve!” Bethany shrieked.“Chicken?” I chuckled.“Let’s go have breakfast with my new friend, you pervert!” she giggled.We met Pam for breakfast and discussed what to do. We decided to walk around downtown Madison in the morning, then Pam suggested we rent a small boat on Lake Mendota. She had a state boating certificate,. I can smell the wine on her breath before I taste her lips. They are soft and wet. A feeling I have not felt in a long time. Something is happening to me, it’s not just that our lips touch. I just know that there is some sort of sorcery going on, that she is injecting an unknown potion into my body. I breathe it in, sweet and heavy, when I inhale her kiss.I dig my fist into her hair, not sure if I am allowed to do that, if I am allowed to touch her. She doesn’t object. My fingers run through.