I made the mistake of confiding in a friend about some of the things we got up to. " You want to watch those quiet ones" she said. She was horrified t...at anyone would shave their pubic hair and thought Joe was some kind of pervert. " He'll have you into that wife swapping stuff before you know it!" she warned. Well, I suppose she was eventually proved to be right about something!We moved in together after six months and life was great. We were married within 18 months and I suppose the only. She wears a semi baggy uniform at work, so all of her treasures are covered up. I let her in and we talk for a little bit in the living room on the couch. I then ask her if she would care to go upstairs to my room to talk more intimately. This time she says yes! I walk her up stairs, enter my room, and we sit on the bed. My palms are sweaty and my heart is beating racing. The moment of truth has arrived, and I waste no time in making a final decision. I lean over and start kissing. ”“It's just a shame we can't get that even in First Class.”“I wouldn't be so sure, Alice. I think someone might be able to help us out.” She shifted her eyes to the young man opposite, who had abandoned any pretence of study and was practically drooling as he heard us tease each other like this.I turned to look at him directly. He was very good-looking and also very embarrassed if his flushed cheeks were anything to go by. I looked back at Marisa. “I see what you mean,” I said. “Maybe we should. Before long we are kissing and fondling each other. She pushes me on my back, lays on her side while she is kissing my neck, a hand sliding down my chest, then down my leg. When she bites my shoulder her nails drag up between my legs and resting on my balls. Now kissing my chest she works over to my nipples, when her mouth takes my nipple, her hand slides up and takes a firm grip around my cock. Working over to my other nipple she strokes my cock slowly. Her fingers and hand are softly running.