Suddenly I heard him shuffling under the table. I was already sitting on the edge of the chair and I felt his hand softly pulling on my waistband. I i...mediately knew what was going to happen (and I realised that he must have seen me playing with my dick next to him). So I lifted myself a bit up in the chair to make my pants slip over my ass and he pulled it right down onto my ankles.His hand touched my hard dick and he started playing with it, softly pulling the foreskin up and down. Then I. I raised my arms to allow her to complete her objective, after which she tossed the shirt on the floor."What a nice chest. I love this," she said softly, stroking me lightly and bringing her mouth to my neck, working her lips down farther. I couldn't remember the last time a woman had commented on my chest.I pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and reached behind her to find the zipper. I also arched my hips back, trying to avoid any contact between her body and my organ, which. I'm only 30 after all, and I have plenty of time ahead of me once I can get that disastrous marriage out of my system. It had been a long time since my husband had shown much interest in me at all, and when I found out he'd been having an affair with his secretary – a 19-year-old bimbo – that just about clinched it. But I'm not bitter – we had grown apart anyway, and I don't think he realised that I have needs just as much as him. So one of the first things I did was to book myself into a. Taste the wine.” You picked up the glass, but as you were moving it to your mouth you were still looking at me and said, “I am being single minded. And what I really want in my mouth is you, baby.” You looked up into my eyes and said, “I love to have you in my mouth. You taste so good and feel so excitingly wonderful when you are that hard.” I didn’t say a word. I just stood there and raised one eyebrow. You got the message and took a small sip of the wine. That was followed by another larger.