...................................Christmas was superb as I have said before it is great to see Clare backin full swing and flourishing again, we had...the full Christmas feast andcurled up in front of the TV watching films before a little passionateencounter that night.Boxing day as usual was progressing as a wind down a light lunch plannedand then a couple of drinks that was until the phone rang."Hi Christine." Yes." It's Graham here a Happy Christmas did you have a good time." Yeah we did,. My cock starts to swell in my shorts. I turn to her, “Get up. Turn me on. Touch yourself, shake your ass, whatever.” I lean back and relax, a king in his castle, a jester commanded to dance for his amusement.She happily springs up in front of me, standing up on the expensive coffee table. She grabs a breast, massaging it, sliding her other hand up and down her stomach, between her legs, across her pubes and pussy. She moves sensually and slowly, always lovingly staring down into my eyes. Always. Not only that, they wanted just a you-bang-me-and-I-want-to-get-banged-by-you kind of sex. I don’t like that.L: Only when we feel comfortable with each other, we can be friends, otherwise, it definitely becomes difficult as a friendship between untrusting souls can never happen. If you have any other suggestions, I am willing to listen.S: At the moment, nothing. But let us see how our relationship buildsL: GreatS: What is your occupation?L: I am a software professional. How about you?S: I am a. A note is taped to the side. My heart is racing a million beats a minute at this point. What the fuck was I even in for! I open the note. It reads in a devilishly sexy handwriting: "Over to the couch. Now. Sit in the left corner and put the mask on. No Peeking, or Else." Godamn this was too hot. I am throbbing with an erection that is poking out through my pants. I put the mask on, and lie down. I hear a door open, and footsteps walk towards me. "Hello Mike, don't you look excited to see me..