" Louise closed her eyes and held her head in her hands. I knew that she was waiting for my response. I felt as though she was waiting for my rejectio... of her, my steadfast position that friends don't fuck each other, that I was making a statement that a man and woman could be only friends and not cross that line into intimacy.I could no longer go there. I adored this woman who wore her heart on her sleeve, professing her love for me and begging me to return the love that she so desperately. It seemed like a kind of protective cloud was surrounding us, making everything cozy, keeping out any possibility of harm or hurt. I felt like 'the Gods are smiling on us'!Jason and Dana were waiting in his gorgeous Porsche, parked close to the club's entrance in the nearly empty parking lot as Bronwyn and I pulled in next to them. We all stepped into the club and were greeted by John as we walked into the big room on the ground floor. He turned and pointed to the area that usually was the. She barely responded, but her arms went around his neck. "Now I understand why Mom and Pam walked the way they did. PLEASE!!! DO THE SAME FOR ME!" He reached down to place his dick where it needed to go, but her hand had hold of him, already, and was rubbing it up and down her pussy, coating it with her special lubricant. Her other hand was holding herself open, for him. All he had to do, was to push, to go inside of her. In spite of her wetness, and being held open, she was as tight as he. And forget about enjoying that pleasant sensation of gulping warm spunk down my throat. It just wasn't going to happen! I was more frustrated than ever!" "But you stayed with Jim, even after that?" "Yeah. I guess I was too scared of being alone, to leave him. Then about ten years into our lust-less marriage, our jobs had made us financially well off enough to buy a house of our own. Our new house had two bedrooms." “After a year in that house,” Roxanna continued, “we both started to feel we.