While talking I think I got the point across to him that I was ok with whatever she would let him do as long as I got to watch but did not think anyth...ng would happen. When Wendy returned I asked her to dance. Once on the floor we talked about everything that she had been doing. She told me how she had a buzz after the drink and just let things go too far. After a long conversation she knew I was not mad and that I had really liked the Idea and was getting turned on thinking about it. Then I. A week or so later, Brothers was eating lunch with the inmates, when there was a knock at the door of the dining hall. Brothers looked up and he saw Elaine standing there. She opened the door slightly, just enough to poke her head through. ‘May I speak to you for a minute, sir?’ she asked softly. Brothers almost didn’t hear her, but his heart sped up at the sound of her voice. He pressed his napkin to his lips, scooted out his chair, and walked towards her. Forty-two pairs of eyes followed him. From time to time my mind would wander, as the Rector ranted on about the government, the local population, the weather, the state of the roads, the price of port, or any of the many other subjects that raised his ire, and caused his already red face to go puce with barely concealed fury.I wondered if the two Proctors ever lay together. I assumed they slept in separate bedrooms; the Rectory had at least six, as it had been built some fifty years previously when the then incumbent had ten. Sense of touch ... Allison was warm, her lean naked body molded to his. Her skin was soft and smooth against him, her supple breasts pressed into him as she lay tucked into his side and shoulder. Jack could feel her warm, moist breath blow across his chest. Sense of smell ... The fragrance hit him next, a mixture of her strawberry shampoo, flowery perfume and natural scent. Not so subtly mixed in was the smell of their sex from the night before. For hours they made love, exhilarated by their.