When that cube was gone and her skin was good and cool, I told her to close her eyes. I picked up the candle, and holding it about a foot above her br...asts, I let a couple of drops of wax fall in the center of her chest. Her eyes and mouth both opened wide as she drew in a deep, sharp breath. I caught her eyes with mine, waiting for her to speak, but she didn’t. I paused a moment, then asked “What color?” She indicated Green, then I leaned over, kissed her lips, and said “That’s my girl.” I. Returning to the bedroom, the man continued to snore. Suddenly decisive, she set about finding the clothes she'd taken off an hour or two previously and with them tiptoed out of the room again and downstairs. She dressed hastily and went to the back door. No key, of course, and she wasn't about to turn on a light to try to find one. The window! She used a chair to climb onto the sink-unit, opened the window without difficulty, and climbed out. It was a drop of maybe five feet – no big deal –. There was enough room, but I'm sure he was feeling frisky from the magazine. I walked in the kitchen, opened the fridge door and bent over to see what's on the bottom shelf for dinner. Alex came up from behind and rubbed his thickness up against my ass. He held my waist and told me, that he'd love to fuck my tight ass.I stood up, turned around and told him to go sit down. I smiled at him with blushing cheeks, then told him that it just wouldn't be right for us to mess around. I don't. Like the meals he presented to his clientele each day so was his lovemaking and she discovered that there was so much more to making a delicious cock-a-leekie soup and his own contrivance of meatball pasta, she simply loved to go up behind him when he was preparing a dish, dip her hands deep into his pockets and find his masculinity. ‘With you we make a great team, Louise baby’ and he made her laugh when he threw aside the rolling pin and rolled the suet pastry for a steak and kidney pudding.