In my twisted mind this seemed somehow something I needed to do.I was in my fifth Woolies when I saw her. She looked quite different in the gray Woolw...rths apron and uniform. Woolies were always quite quiet on Mondays so she was standing bored at a till next to another girl. Her hair was so shiny. It was her dimples that made me sure it was Sally.I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t thinking, I was just somehow acting on instinct. I went up to her till and picked up a biro. So we had a wonderful meal, accompanied by several very nice wines, and I was feeling a little bit tipsy. Next thing I knew, we were seated in the living room, and Sarah put a roll in the piano, Chopin’s Prelude in E Minor, as I recall. And we were sitting around sipping sherry, and he leaned over and kissed me! Well. I can tell you I was astounded, but his lips were so soft an so gentle, and Sarah said, “Oh, I think she likes it. Kiss her again, only this time show her you mean it.” And he. “Well lets give you something to talk about.” She quickly buried my cock in her mouth letting her tongue run over its head before she slid it out and stood. She stepped up on the sofa, placing a foot on each side of me. She gently pushed my head back against the sofa with her pussy inches from my face she said, “Lick my pussy until I come.” With that she pushed forward giving me full access to her pussy. I put my tongue to work immediately, tasting her and sinking deep into her pussy. Her. She blushed. “I mean what we did?”“It was sex, wasn’t it?” I was sure ... but still nervous about being wrong.“Oh yes, my darling, it was most definitely sex.” she laughed. She told me later she started to tell me it was good sex, but decided not to.“And we can do it again?” I asked, leaning forward. I had high hopes for her answer.“And when do you think you might want to do that again?” she asked. She was teasing, but I didn’t know it.It was Saturday. I didn’t have to go to school or anywhere.