Her eyes glistened with tears and I took her hands in mine and kissed them. Her smile told me that everything would be just fine. The rest of the even...ng went along perfectly, with Jan gazing lovingly into my eyes whenever I looked at her. The final courses of the meal were perfect, and the tiramisu we had for dessert was as good as any I'd ever had. As we left the restaurant and approached the car the valet service had ready for us, Jan held my arm tightly with both of hers. She acted every. “But why all this, Charlie, dear?” “First, my darling — all those are in the way of kissing and toying with your charming little Fanny, and next, I don’t want anything to appear tumbled when we go back.” This was enough, and she did everything as I desired, indeed, more, for she took off her petticoat and little corset, saying she would be cooler thus. So, following her example, I took off my trousers, saying she would be better able to see and play with my doodle. When these preliminaries were. Opening the button of his sleepwear, now stretching against his erection, her hand finds it’s way into his boxers and releases his manhood. She cups his balls, squeezing them gently, and remembers that place beneath his balls. She gently touches (almost not touching) him… it sends that deep tingling feeling into his whole being – this time it’s skin on skin, and he could swear this time, oh yes, this time she’s touching something other than mere flesh. She smiles as she feels him fighting his. I stared at the sky with half closed eyes as I stroked my thighs, caressed my stomach in waves of touch that grew harder and more desperate the wilder I felt. My nipples were taut and sensitive, pushing against the palms of my hands as I rotated them. It felt so good, every twist, stroke, tweak pulled on my womb. It felt like a string was connected, nipples to clitoris, every touch urging me on more, every move bringing me closer to joy.My legs parted and then closed urgently almost desperate.