I watched her go, not sure of what I was supposed to do. When she was about half way up she stopped and looked over her shoulder. “Are you coming?�... She asked. We walked into my bedroom. It was tidy but there was no wallpaper on the walls as I was in the process of decorating and hadn’t been able to decide what color I wanted to paint it. Stacy put the bag she had brought from home onto my bed and turned to me. “Undress me,” she said, quietly, sounding a little nervous. Stacy stood silently as I. Doug gulped audibly. "It's really good for you... with him... isn't it?"She nodded."I guess he's quite a man."She nodded. "So are you." Still love me?" His voice sounded strained."Only you," Sue said reassuringly.He gave her a squeeze and patted her shoulder.Absently she began rubbing his thigh with a circular motion of her hand. His trousers started to bulge again. She ran her hand up between his legs and caressed his crotch. When he scooted down slightly in the seat and spread his legs a bit. Candles, light music, wine… you get the picture. When Frank walked in from work, he asked me what the occasion was. I didn’t tell him, just asked if he wanted dessert before or after dinner. He smiled real big, and said “before, of course.” I took him by the hand, and led him to the living room, where I had a blanket laid out on the floor with the bottle of lotion nearby. I instructed him to take off his clothing and lie down. He did as he was told and as I poured the lotion into my hand, I saw. It’s only a twenty-minute drive home in the car. That’s not long to wait – is it?Tom removes his fingers from my cunt. He’s done what he intended to do and I have to thank him for that. I turn to James in the back seat and look at him. I swallow hard, considering what I need and what I should do.“Get your cock out,” I tell him. Disappointed in my resolve.I get out of the car, wait for the frumpy woman to drive past us before I get in the back seat. James moves into the centre of the car and I.