.. nipples pressing hard against my palms, I knead and squeeze your soft feminine teats... perhaps the lowingwe hear is a jealous Lucy, knowing she ne...er had it so good as thisnow... moving my hands over to expose your nipples, yet not releasing mygrip on your breasts, I let the saliva build in my mouth and gentlycover your left nipple with my mouth, coating it therewith as I lickacross the tips and around the base, and gently sucking upon it, notunlike a babe seeking milk from its dear. And then it dawned on me, “These cozy-rooms aren't only for relaxing, they are so people can hook up and have sex.” I kept the article. ******* It was a Tuesday morning. I had no meetings scheduled, no conference calls; my day was wide open. I brought the article down to the kitchen and shared it with Vicki while we had breakfast. Well, at first my wife’s initial reaction was the same as mine; doomed. But the more we talked about it, the more we realized it might be fun. By the time we finished. ’ What was that? Some sort of Star Trek technology? That was a 70 year-old TV show for Chrissakes! MacDowell hadn’t been seen since, and the Times man kept on reporting from his hidey-hole, wherever that was.And now!! That damn alien had threatened to take the money from the Wall Street money-men. Christ! They had given him millions. She could not be allowed to do that. Even the bankers were calling for her head. She threw that lightening bolt from her goddamn fingertips. That was clear from a. I got out and so did she. The night was a little cool and she got up close to me. I could feel her shiver a little as I held her. She looked up and told me, “Papi, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I know you is married and I know you not going to leave your wife for me, but I want you Papi, I want you really bad!” With that, she gave me the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had. Her hands were all over me. The next thing I knew she was unzipping my fly and had my dick out. She.