Myfeet were killing me and it was time to go home. Derrick asked me if I'dlike to go back to his place for a nightcap. I said, 'I'd love to!' Wesai... good night to Heidi and Michael, and I held Derrick's hand as wewalked to his BMW. It was a beautiful car, but I was hoping to snuggleup next to him on the ride and the bucket seats made that impossible.When we got to his apartment, he opened the door for me and ushered meinside. He asked me if I would like a glass of wine, and even though. ” She giggled and turned to Charlie.“You must be the famous Charlie,”“Er, well, er, yes. How do you do?”I looked over her shoulder at my husband standing at the bar, he raised his eyebrows as if to say, 'Nothing to do with me.'“I’m going to the loo,” Charlie said and promptly disappeared.“You’re a dark horse aren’t you mum?” She laughed. “And a black man too, he’s gorgeous.”“He’s just a... well. He’s just a friend.”“Mum, this is me talking. He’s fucking gorgeous, has he got a big. ’ The flame of the candle filled her vision while she talked, and as she looked into its depths, she felt herself going to a safe place — a place removed from where she was, separate from her grief. ‘There’s just this darkness. All around me, choking me. I don’t know how I’m alive… why I’m alive. I’m broken, Love, and I’m tired of fighting the darkness. And if you can’t join me from wherever you are… I have no choice…’ She blanked then, leached of all emotion, her words turning too soft and. As tight as her heels held my ass I was only able to stroke into her with short deep jabs. She gasped with each stroke so I knew it was what she wanted. I raised my upper body continuing my short deep strokes. Inside her sweat soaked blouse and bra her nipples were rock hard points of desire. Suddenly she jerked her blouse open exposing her lacy bra and ample breasts. “It hooks in front.” She panted. “Take my tits out and kiss my nipples.” “I’ve always liked front loaders.” I said, unhooking it.