Slowly gaining control of myself,I begin again, and continue reading. He runs his hands down my back, scratching lightly. His fingers smooth overthe c...rve of my ass, and gently tease the insides of my thighs. Concentratingis incredibly difficult, and I struggle to keep my place. "Fifteen," I read. "I have no will . . . " His fingers reach my pussy, andhe slowly rubs my clit. I feel him lean further over my back, and whisper, "Donot cum." I shudder with frustration and need. He keeps teasing me,. “And you taste amazing.”“That’s just natural,” she said. “That’s what a woman is like.”“Not all women,” I said stupidly.“Oh, you’re an expert, are you? I thought we were both having our first time.”“You can find things out through reading, talking to people,” I said, scrambling back out of the ditch I had talked myself into.“Hmmm. I suppose so,” she said. Now was the time. I reached into the pocket of my jeans and found it empty. I could have sworn I had put one in there. It had been. I grab her in a big hug and draw her close, whispering soothing words in her ear. At nine, I thought she was over her fear of thunderstorms, but her presence in my bed suggests otherwise. I continue to hold her, her back to me, our heads resting on the same pillow, until both she and I fall soundly asleep. The storm doesn't bother us again that night.Dawn comes bright and clear and fresh. The rain has washed the atmosphere clean, and there's a crisp, sweet smell on the morning breeze, the scent. “Well, then I guess it’s your lucky night,” my wife said seductively as she continued to stroke Reggie’s big, black cock.“If that’s the case why don’t you put my dick in your mouth?” Reggie said looking down to my wife. Hearing Reggie ask my wife to suck his dick made my blood boil. There is no way my wife would do that, I thought to myself seeing the look of shock on her face.“I can’t believe you would ask me that Reggie!” she scoffed.“Come on girl. You’re already jerking me off, so you might.