My eyes adjust to the soft candle light and I see clearly now you are lying on the bed one hand between your thighs and the other grasping on of your ...reasts. I stare in amazement as I have just interrunpted one of your private moments. I just stand there like some sort of peeping tom enjoying the scene that has befallen me. Your moans are are getting louder your breathing quicker, I can tell you are close. I admire your body, you lush little curves, your firm plump breasts, and the way your. " She hesitated, unsure how to proceed.I smiled with the commensurate degree of shyness and replied softly toavert her embarrassment."Yes I am Mrs Pickering." Gosh. You're turning into a lovely lass. I'd never have believed it. I can see where Charlotte gets her looks now."I grinned and nodded towards my mother and Aunty Pauline."Uh, I think Charlotte gets them from these two." Well yes of course, but you're a bonny lass. Who'd have ever thought?"I thanked her one more time and left her. I held her in my arms for just a fraction of time before I started lowering her to the ground. As her face passed mine she gave me a kiss, right on the lips, and I stopped lowering her right away. As kisses go, I'd say it was very innocent, but not chaste. It was more like a kiss of promise. I felt part of the promise in my heart, but the majority seemed centered just a little bit lower. As she pulled her head back from me, I lowered her to her feet and broke out in a blush just from having had. Such a simple announcement had set cold knives twisting in Lauren's chest, and they had not stopped since. She genuinely believed, after all her attempts to reignite their sex life, that Tom had become impotent, which she didn't hold against him but was saddened that she couldn't be his wife that way. That sadness hardened and sank as she heard the woman, who called herself Lily, recount the numbers of her history with Tom."He put his penis in my mouth fourteen times, of which he came nine.