She jerked against his touch and took a quick look around the table. The rest of her colleagues were deep in conversation so she shifted to the edge o... her seat, pressing against his hand. As she just stared at him, he just kept talking in that voice of his and gently rubbing the front of her panties. It was driving her crazy, that touch, that voice, both sending shocks through her body.She didn’t know how long she could last as the sensations grew, touch by touch, word by word. Suddenly he. ” The sincerity in her words almost overpowered me. The look in her eyes telegraphed deep love to me on many levels.I worried about her becoming fixated and doing something to harm her marriage. I commented, “Greg loves you. Don’t forget about Greg. He’s your loving husband, and he’s very devoted to you.”“I know. I love him too. He’s off fucking someone named Melanie ... or he was the last I knew. We haven’t made love yet, have we?” There was no animosity or sarcasm in her voice. Her comment. Make some calls; make sure this shit’s going down. If so, I’ll pick you up at nine-ish, and we can head down there. If not, we’ll do body shots off one another until we find each other attractive.”“I’m wet already.”* * *River and Tracy pulled up to the Lake at a quarter to ten. It was a frequent party spot for their grade because it was a lake house that belonged to Adam’s parents, and he was one of the wealthier kids in their school, who had decided long ago that they didn’t really. She peered round and saw he was indeed asleep - but one part of him most definitely wasn't. The head of Jimmy's semi-erect cock twitched slightly as though sensing her presence, stretching itself along his firm thigh, not fully awake as yet, but certainly not as sleepy as its recumbent master. Molly crept carefully around the bed without taking her eyes from the thick muscle twitching between Jimmy's legs, one under the sheet, and the other spread across the bed, exposing his full balls amidst.