This morning I smiled at the men on my arrival and didn’t wait to be persuaded to join them for an early hot drink before we all started work, inste...d, I happily wandered amidst them and peeled off my coat almost seductively (though I’m not sure how that is done by genuinely wanton women). ‘We are glad to see you are feeling better this morning,’ they said. They grin and I know they are admiring me, the short leather skirt and fishnet stockings. They know I wear stockings, don’t they! Their. ’ ‘Coleman Road,’ Grace said. ‘Coleman Road? Anyway, I — you what?’ Her body seemed to sag as she listened to her mother talk. ‘Yeah, sure, but I –‘ She listened some more. ‘John had a . . .’ Claire looked down at Grace. ‘He had somebody else with him when he came home. ‘Yeah, Look, I know you never liked him. Oh, you did not. And you were right. So when will you guys be home? ‘The fifth? Are you serious? ‘Okay. No, I have an audition on the third. I’ll see you guys in a while. ‘No, no. I’ll be. But the man simply places his hand on her belly and pushes her right back down.Then he pulls her apart and lets a soft breath escape. “I can’t ever lose you,” he says. And before he allows her to reply, his tongue lightly laps up some of her wetness. Sam grabs fistfuls of sheets. Spencer begins to lick furiously increasing in speed and drawing his partner’s breaths out of her faster and faster. Samantha is already close to orgasm. Spencer has had these dreams for so long that she knows what to. She nods, and he rests his hand there on her perfect knee.She lets out a little sigh of approval. He inches up her thigh, each time searching her face for an inclination that it is appreciated, every time getting the same nod. Soon he reaches the hem of her skirt and slips his hand under and moves upward. When he comes to her panty line, he looks once again into her eyes, this time seeing the hunger growing there he needs no more approval. He slips his fingers inside the thong and finds her.