’ Her mouth had turned down too where hitherto it had been firmly uplifted. Earlier that evening, or the day before as I guess it was, I had followe... her into the bathroom. She was in the tub, almost asleep and, to be brutally honest, a bit drunk. That was another change. Oh, don’t misunderstand me, we both had a capacity for the wine but nowadays she was drinking too often, too much. I was naked and set to climb in to join her when her eyes had opened and she’d said, ‘Not now, Imogen.’ I had. “I’m sorry, Harry,” she said, “I’m very fond of you, and I value our friendship, but we have no future together. Besides, I could never live with myself if I broke up your marriage.”No matter how many times I tried to convince her, she wouldn’t budge. Part of me was glad. I did love Sally, and I wasn’t really sure what I would have done if Lucy had agreed to see me.Now, Sally knew about Lucy, and I might be losing her anyway, and not having Lucy, either.One thing I knew for sure: I needed to. I hope you are hungry. I prepared a gourmet dinnertonight. You deserve it. Come sit down, it is ready now." As pussy satat the table, she saw that everything was placed with care. Fine china,best silver, wine, crystal goblets and two candles, one red, one white.She smiled to herself, knowing the secret inference of the two colors,a symbolic reminder of their bond. Mistress came with their two plates.The smell was intoxicating, delicious. It looked like a bed of ricewith glazed chicken and. He quickly diverted his attention to my fully aroused member, gently stroking my shaft. His hands were really light, almost like a feather, as they worked their way so gently along and around my cock. If he thought that being gentle and subtle would make the moment last longer, he was sadly mistaken! He had expertly fondled me, gotten me highly aroused; all I wanted to do now was cum! My breathing gave me away, and he removed his hand from my pulsating cock.'Don't stop!' I barked, half of me.