Mike released put his hand on her arm and stroked it lightly, lingering on her hand, his fingers dancing over hers. Emily turned her face to nuzzle in...o his hair. He smelled nice. She stroked his chest teasingly. He squirmed a little. She wasn’t sure if she was making him uncomfortable or not. She shouldn’t be doing this, touching him this way. It was so naughty. But she was tired of being nice, tired of being predictable. She wanted to be wild just once. Slowly, not certain of what she was. He knew she’d had my dick in her mouth, he was tasting it, savouring it. Dave went to the bedroom shouting that he needed to shower. He did so, and Diane and I sat talking , then as I heard the shower stop I told Diane to follow me into their bedroom.Dave looked startled as we walked in. He didn’t speak but grasped his towel. “Drop the towel Dave!” I ordered I expected him to disobey but he looked at Diane then back at me and then to my surprise dropped the towel. His dick was rising but it was. Her moving her feet on my crotch had the expected effect on my dick but my hands stayed on her feet. Amanda just smiled.That night Liz was very playful, and we had loving and attentive sex. Afterwards as we cuddled, she asked me when I thought Amanda would start having sex. My response was, “I hope not very soon, do you think she is ready for it, you know, mature enough to handle it.”Liz responded, “Oh yeah, she’s ready. She’s mature enough and understands what will happen. She just needs to. We’re gonna need fuel service in ten,” I said.Radio broke squelch. “Roger, 6-7 Golf. You know the drill.”Tina followed me through a standard landing pattern and the wheels touched down with only the tiniest of bounces. “Okay,” I told my wife, “Steer with your feet. No faster than a fast walk. Pay attention to your wingtips. You’re forty feet wide.”I followed her on the controls, giving a couple of helping nudges here and there. As we approached the fuel pumps, I took over. She sighed in relief..