"Folding back the wooden lid, the old woman began removing the most intricate and beautiful ornaments from the basket Leslie had ever seen. She placed...them one by one on the table in front of the astonished woman, smiling benignly as Leslie's eyes widened in wonder.They were not the customary ornaments, but rather finely wrought figurines that seemed almost lifelike in their detail. Leslie was almost afraid to touch them for fear that they would break in her hands. Reindeer, polar bears,. " She deftly lifted a leg over each arm of the chair, and settled herself into his lap. She reached down and guided his hardness into herself, and the reaction was instantaneous. An orgasm ripped through her, winding her into a coiled spring, and blasting the coils out. Her hips rocked up and down. She barely was able to wrap her arms around his neck, and she pressed her lips into his shoulder with neither bite, nor kiss, just the need of the heat of flesh on flesh. Slowly, the waves broke,. " A virgin with very damp panties on," I laughed."Why are they damp?" You know why." I want you to tell me." Because of what you're going to do to me after dinner." And what might that be?" his eyes twinkled at me and we waited until the waiter brought our first courses."I hope that you're planning on being extremely rude with me," I whispered."But you're my best friend's wife." It's never stopped you before," I grinned."Stopped me from doing what?" From fucking me, darling." I saw the flicker. ”I’d seen his live-in woman. She was a curvy blonde who sparkled with energy and it seemed like she was always busy with something or other. I’d also noticed that they seemed to have a lot of company and most of them were men. I just nodded and kept listening.“The stupid idea got stuck in my head a few years ago when a coworker that was maybe 10 years older than me invited me to his place after work. I quickly found out it wasn’t just to watch football and drink beer. His somewhat plump wife.