The shirt she had chosen, a white button-up piece with quarter sleeves, hugged her chest nicely, with just enough buttons undone to show a tease of cl...avage. A knock at her door finally made her turn from the mirror image of herself. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she walked up to her front door , and after checking to see who it was through the peephole, she unlocked it and pulled it open. She had a sweet little smile on her face as she did so. ‘Well hello there,’ the man standing out on the. “Part of me…. I want people to see us. Just this once. The thought of it…the danger….it makes me so wet”. You reach up and kiss me gently on the mouth, your tongue escaping and snaking softly between my lips. “Please,” you whisper into my open mouth. I pull you to me and return the kiss, but nervously looking down to the street for the enquiring faces that will surely be looking at us. Nobody even glances. I release your arms and you begin to move again, your fingers opening button after button. I could have watched you two find all the special spots on each other for the rest of my life."We're good together. I didn't know three people could become 'a couple' like we've done, and I can't wait to see where it takes us."Sherrie likes to play house with me, but not for love, just for sex. I can live without her without regrets. It's not that I don't like making love with her. It's just that I don't feel love for her, and neither does she feel love towards me."Is that the kind of couple we. The first thing I heard was the hall bathroom’s toilet flushing. (That bathroom was the one Mike used.) Still groggy, I waited a few minutes, then decided that a little mutual pleasure might be just the thing to help turn this weekend around. I didn’t spend a ton of time, but I put on my biggest bra and boobs, the 56J Glamorise overstuffed with two towels in each cup, the sexy sheer black nightie with tie/belt over it (and God did the tits almost make the 6X nightie not close!), the long.