Dressed up, nervous, I knock on your door.You answer wearing only your robe, you offer me a glass of Champagne, I accept willingly, taking a deep sip....e talk, you congratulate me on my presentation, offer me more work in Ireland later that year, I take anothe deep drink.You move in to kiss me, I pull you towards me.You bend me over, my hands on the bed, my ass facing you, barely coverd by my tight short skirt, the top of my stockings revealed.You pull my black lace panties to one side, lick two. Melissa gasped when his finger probed into her wet opening. Her body bucked upward. ‘Yesss! Oh, yesss, Tom!!’ she murmured. Her hips began undulating in counterpoint to her husband’s spearing finger. ‘That’s so good!! Oh!!! Oh…Tommm!!!! Yessss!!! You’re doing it!!!! Oh…God…Yessss!!! You’re getting me there!!!’ Tom, more aroused than he thought he would be, rolled between his wife’s legs and fumbled his erect cock out of his underpants. Guiding it with his hand, he drove it into wife’s Melissa’s. She looked at me quizzically then said, "You did?"It was hot in my room now. Did somebody install a volcano under the house?"Well, you know..." I said, hoping she already understood why I, a guy, would like such a thing."I didn't know you liked me." Well..." I said again. I didn't know I liked her either until a few minutes ago when she sat down on my bed while wearing lingerie. She had no idea what that did to me.She smiled happily as if it was the greatest news in the world."You ARE cute," I. I toe-to-heel kicked off my shoes and made my way onto the bed. She helped me out of my jeans and my underwear as I stripped out of my t-shirt.Joan was sexy as hell. Her grandmother was right. We orally pleasured each other until we had to stop. She pleaded for me to fuck her and fuck her, I did. I lost track of all time as she straddled my hips, and then we flipped after only a few minutes of intense copulation. I drilled my cock deep into her pussy so hard that I thought for sure I may have.