And despite the extreme discomfort I’m experiencing at the moment, it’ll have to remain a fantasy.”She got up and carefully sat in my lap, then ...upped her hand around my erection.“So THAT’s what it’s like at full mast. Nice!”She gave me a soft kiss then got up.“Thanks for letting me off the hook so easily,” I said.“When you put it in terms of trust and faith, it kind of hit home. I wouldn’t want Chris to do to me what I was going to do to him.”“That’s perhaps the best way to think about it. If. It was a merry meal with much laughter. I think we had one of the best times either of us had had in a long time. I know I did.We hadn't planned desert and took our glasses into the living room after cleaning up our dishes. We had enough Spaghetti left for another meal. Wendy asked if it was okay with me for her to combine the noodles and sauce before storing it in the fridge. I nodded. We stood and went to the living room. I put a comedy movie in the DVD player and we enjoyed the light. He moved underneath me, and perched a few stairs higher, so that now he was facing me, and his face was in direct line with my pelvis. He felt behind me and unfastened the zip to my skirt. He undid it easily and pulled it to the floor, I stepped out of it. I had on plain white cotton undies. David traced around the material, first across my tummy, and then down each side of my bikini line, I shivered again. David leant in and kissed my underwear, first one soft, sweet, kiss, and then another. His hands were strong and she felt as if he was in control. Between his contact and the vision of the other couple across the way her juices got flowing. Slipping his fingers under the strap of her swimsuit, he pulled it down over her shoulder on one side and then repeated the process the other strap. Still wet, the bikini clung to her chest, even with the straps sliding down her arms. One watered down strap was too heavy as it fell to her waist, completely exposing her breast. Glistening with.