She seems so innocent yet her words had a hint of seduction in them. I asked “Say Jan, why don’t we finish this conversation at my place. There ...s something I can’t put my finger on, but I find you irresistible. I want to know what makes you tick.” Her response was simple – “Likewise. Let’s go.”The car ride to my place was full of conversation. It was as if our words were intertwined together. The words were previewing what the night had in store. We were so deep in conversation that. If she does that, she is so mad she forgot your name.This is the worst. The calm, collected, never ruffled woman has only one more thing to say, 'If you don't know what you did I'm not going to tell you.' This one is impossible to say with just a look ... that she opened her mouth makes it doubly bad.There is no hope ... she may say... 'I forgive you... ' but she's never going to forget.And there's another thing ... If she says you said something ... you damn well said it ... even if you. I lightly twisted her nipple and loved how she gasped at the light pain. I then ran my hand down her stomach to her panties and pushed them aside so that I could slide a finger into her hot slit. I gently fingered her for a minute or so, while I again kissed her neck. I could start to feel her legs going weak. I let her fall to the couch while I quickly stripped my clothes off, tossing them left and right, trying to get back to the action as quickly as possible. Once I was naked, my 7". She knows I don’t mind her going to bed with somebody besides me, but I can make it like I want her to have her fling before we settle in together.” He grinned and said “You are one devious son of a bitch Gerrel, I like it. By the way, I don’t know how to thank you for this man; she really is hotter than hot. Hell, I’d marry her myself if I wasn’t paying out so much alimony.” We shook hands and made our way to the church. We got there before the others arrived and waited in the.