”Smiling up at me, Jessica said that there was no danger of me losing my wife to her or anyone else (a damned nice thing to hear from a third party)... Then she stretched, running her hand from under her breast, down her belly, just missing her crotch, and over her skirt-clad thigh and said “That woman loves you, but damn is she good at fucking a girl!” With that we both broke into laughter. Then she added, “Hell, so are you!” I know I blushed a bit as memories of her mouth on my wife’s cunt and. I came back with the chair and placed it down, I said, “Here sit on this, I’ll take the floor.” I sat next to her by the chair, no room opposite. She looked down, even with the candles we had lit, the light was still quite dim and we just about made out each other. She said, “I heard you.” I wondered what she was talking about, looked up and asked, “What do you mean. Heard what?” She looked away and stared at the wall and said, “Your comment about not being young.” I had forgotten that and. ”“Jennifer?”“Until we repair our friendship, and figure out what we both want, no, I won’t. Right now we’re dating, I guess. She eats lunch with me most days at work like she used to before we stopped talking. We’ve gone on a couple of dates. We’ll go on more. But we have a long way to go before we even consider sex.”“Son, you’re handling all of this in a pretty mature way. I know there are other girls in the picture, but I’m not going to ask you about them. Just make sure you follow the house. Suddenly Tanya-Lynn came with incredible force, moaning, writhing, and convulsing on the bed. She threw her head from side to side as her hips thrust upward with the impact of her orgasm. Slowly, the orgasm subsides and he watched her body relax on the bed. Her chest heaved rhythmically, as she slowly recovered from the intensity of the moment. Small, soft sighs and moans came from her open mouth. His eyes drifted from her face to the center of her open legs. Her hand was still resting on her.