Breaking away from the kiss, I take his hand from my breast and place it over my crotch. He fumbles with the button of my jeans, pulls down the zip an... slips his hand inside my panties, stroking upwards with one finger through my wet slit. His thumb grazes my clit and I groan. With more of a sense of urgency now he pulls my jeans and panties off me and pushes a finger inside me. I whimper, and pull him in for a kiss, deep and hard. He slips a second finger into me with ease, his thumb still. Then a nurse. Oh I like this one, you madea very cute ballerina!And a French Maid-Wow!How old were you in that one-maybe 14?I cant believe you wore the complete outfit, stockings andeverything!Then you were a cheerleader again only this time your tits are bigger andyour makeup is perfect!And the last one is my favorite. Are you supposedto be a hooker?With that tiny skirt and those heels I'll bet you couldhave made a fortune that night!" Susan used to make me do that, that was the last time.". I glanced up to gaze upon my beautiful young wife. She stood and looked out the window at the snowfall, something she had missed during our four years at an Arizona university. Her cherry-red hair truly stood out against the white sweater she wore and the whitish-blue glow of the moonlight illuminating the scene outside. I placed the safety grate across the fireplace, then stood and returned to her. I wrapped my arms around her, and she leaned back against me, lacing her fingers together. She didn’t say anything. Suddenly the doorbell went. “I will go" she said quickly and dashed to the front door. I heard voices and then footsteps in the hallway. I turned around and Cathy was there with Ruby. “Hello Ruby” I said and looked at Cathy who was smiling like the cat that got the cream. “I hope you don’t mind Neil” she said “Alf has gone on some seminar or something and will not be back until Monday night. I thought I would come and say hello”. I looked at Cathy. “I gave her my phone.