But we were hot and we knew we wanted each other and that it would be difficult to wait until later. We just looked at each other, knowing that we did...’t want to wait, so I walked over to the kitchen door, with my tits hanging out of my corset, shut the inside door and locked it and then went and drew the kitchen blind.I sat back on the table and my husband came and kissed me, and began sucking and playing with my tits as he took off my shorts and shirt. We knew that we didn’t have much time. . from twinkies to potato chips, from peeps to frozen ice sticks.Rolls would keep and didn't need refrigeration, ditto the ketchup and mustard. Chuck just hoped an opportunity would present itself.Pretty much naturally, all the girls thought Chuck was dreamy, especially the ones past puberty, and despite whatever rules were laid out, there was always that element of adventure, that dare to try something new attitude which almost always leaves kids vulnerable.And sure enough, when Saturday. This isn’t really how I envisioned our post-work quickie evolving, but he cracks open a bottle of Grey Goose I gave him and we take swigs, between scrubbing at the carpet, my dress, my hair, his pants, the wall, and everything else that got in the firing line.“Next time, can we try that with me naked?” I suggest. He likes that suggestion a lot. He picks me up and dumps me on my back on his desk, knocking over a pile of documents and a glass of water, just to add to the mess. He pushes my knees. I left it there. His hands ran gently over my pussy, playing with the folds of my labia. Oh my goodness it felt wonderful! One hand moved upwards over my tummy and found my grateful breasts. He fondled them! Ohh it was heaven.“Why on Earth hav’nt you got a boyfriend Sis?” he whispered softly “You are gorgeous!”.Without thinking I pushed the finger that was playing with my labia inside me. Ohh it felt fantastic!I felt something snap inside me. I could sense jack’s hesitation, but I.