I tried the celebrity gambit, “It looks like Louise Brooks.”She smirked at that, “Good line. You thought of that pretty quickly.”I was hit wit... an intense pang, a physical and emotional interest for this stranger. I had forgotten about Michelle entirely. Maybe Peter’s suggestion was making sense. Then I saw I had barely touched my vodka and I took a deeper draft of it.I was grateful that she had something to more to say, “I assume you must be - what, a sophomore?”“That’s right.”“You should know. She never wanted more than a cuddle. Don't get me wrong, I supported her decision to stop working to raise kids. She was a good mother, and she kept a clean tidy home, tending to my other domestic needs, while I worked all hours. I'd 'played away' a couple of times, but never looked for a relationship. And now I am no longer in the spring of youth, or as slender as I had been! I'd started 'chatting' to Marion a year before on an online game site we both played. We got on well, and gradually. Of course this meant that Jevon and Kim were touching each other a lot, and it was clear that neither one of them minded the playful physical contact one little bit. Jevon often had his hand on Kim's arm or her waist. Kim found ways to send little signals to Jevon too. When he would lean in to say something, she would lean forward, sometimes resting her hand on his waist and drawing him subtly nearer, and sometimes pulling him close enough that her breasts would brush up against his chest. Kim. Pat ran a finger up and down her slit. Then she found her clit. Her fingertip circled and rolled over it. Her eyes closed and she moaned softly. A small amount of liquid seeped from her pussy. Pat opened her eyes, looked at me and said she was ready to be fucked. I had started something that felt good and decided to carry it on while I had a chance. "I'll fuck you when I'm ready! Not because you are." I tried to make my voice biting and commanding. The problem was, I was ready. My cock was.