The clothes go in the laundry basket(i'm sure She just likes to see me work), the heels i put in Her closet. As i re-enter the bathroom She says "The ...ath's just right, nice and hot, exactly the way I like it". She looks a little red, is it the heat or the wine i think to myself."Good" i reply, somewhat sarcastically "i try to please"."Well", she says, throwing Her washcloth at me "please Me some more and wash Me".At which She raises one leg out of the water onto the edge of the bath. i take. An occasional bumping of hips, an occasional meeting of lips. In the busiest park in NYC, we find that we are all alone in The Strawberry Fields. Amazing! It is wonderful to be in love! As we walk through the crisp clear air (nothing like cold and a snow to clean the NYC air), we feel so lucky to have found each other. Lucky? Yes, lucky. The gods of fate had shone kindly upon us. We were so lucky four months ago when we first chatted on IRC. Our connection was instant. Time passed slowly. After the last man had emptied his cock in her ass, the Secretaries filed out of the bathroom and began to lick and suck the cum up as it dribbled down Susanne's cunt lips as it flowed from her asshole. Finally H. comes up to me and asked if I had recovered yet and upon me telling her that I had, she said she wanted her ass fucked too. She said that she had always wanted to try it but her hubby hadn't been interested. I explained to her that it required a lot of lube especially since this was. We caught up on what was new and the next thing I knew, he was kissing me. I was suprised but not opposed to it. He was a really good kisser and I kissed him back hungrily. We made out like teenagers and I could have sucked his face all night. I missed deep,long, passionate kissing. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers pulling on my nipples. He knew my weakness. It was electric and I had flashes back to the days when I enjoyed sex and couldn't get enough. I missed that now and it had been a.