I washed my hands and gave him a hand. We had afternoon tea. Honestly, tea, sandwiches, cake. I sat demurely in my pretty dress sipping tea, nibbling ...ood and chatting while underneath I was simmering. The feeling was exquisite. Tea things cleared away and washed, it was time for another quick freshen up before we found ourselves back on the sofa.Again I was careful to position myself lower and we sat chatting for a while. I leaned in toward him with my head resting on his shoulder my hand on. I hope I can see you again sometime?" Gary said."I'd like that, Gary, I don't have a phone number right now, it isn't hooked up yet. Why don't you give me your number and I'll call you sometime?" Sheila said.Gary gave her his number and she put the slip of paper in her backpack purse Kerri had loaned her. Gary said good bye and held out his hand. Sheila took his hand and leaned over and kissed his cheek. She blushed when she realized what she had done but Gary was beaming afterwards.Sheila made. We cuddled in our usual way, her lying across my lap, my arms around her, and hers around me.“What’s wrong?”“I’m struggling with so many things right now. Our situation. Chess. Birgit. My relationship with other girls; the whole thing. I don’t know what to do.”“You’re really driving yourself crazy.”“Yeah. I am.”“I’m sorry. I wish I could help.”Maybe she could, maybe she couldn’t. Only one way to find out. Push forward.“What is it that you want from me? From our relationship?”“I told you before.. I smile in the kiss and let him rock me against him for a bit. I get up from him making him groan out loud. Smiling at him again I hook my fingers around the waistband of his boxers telling him to lift up so I can take them off. He complies with my request, wanting me to touch him. Placing one hand on his leg and the other on his cock I smile. Slowly, teasingly, I begin to stroke him as he grows in my hand. He lightly begins to moan as I lean down to kiss the tip of it. He moans again as I.