You can have me anytime you want, anywhere you want, all you want. If you don't ask me, I'll ask you. Now, please fuck me."William kissed her one more...time, this time on her eyelids. He felt his penis rubbing her wet hole and began to gently push his way inside her. Her thighs spread even wider, and she reached down to open herself for him. He slid in and stopped pausing, before he pushed again. He was aware she would need time to adjust to his joint going inside of her. He paused two more. Love’s the right word. ***** He didn’t stay with her that night and she didn’t ask him to. They were attuned, didn’t need the sex. Some needs can be stronger than sex, and they were adjusting carefully, both knowing there was something too important here to be overridden by lust. Not for tonight. They arranged to meet for dinner the following evening, after she’d had a few post-inspection drinks with her workmates. And after he and Pat had been with their solicitors. ***** She was flushed when. I listened to the sound and tried to see your face through the darkness.“I’m so sorry.” I heard you whisper.“Why?” I whispered, almost afraid of the answer.You didn’t answer. You just touched me. Your hands getting more and more bold, running under my nighty and over my panties. You started pausing on my flat chest to feel my c***dish nipples and then you would cup my tiny mound through my panties. I understood this is why you were sorry, but didn’t understand why – what it meant – why were you. "We found the rack. "Here you are. The fitting room's over there.Can I show you anything else?" Do you have any suggestions?" With your complexion, I'd go with pale pastels. Pink, baby blue.Tell you what, go try on the dress and I'll bring you things." Uh, that's great." I drew a deep breath. Into the belly of thebeast. I went in. The other women going in and out didn't evengive me a second look. Well, nothing beyond the usual once overwomen give each other. I went into the fitting room and.