"I blinked at him teasingly. He laughed at me, still not a pure happy laughter, even so he was beautiful in his melancholic way. Third time we met was...out in the forest as well, he showed me how to shoot, telling me I leaned too much backwards. He taught me how to aim, he was standing close, but in a respectful way. For some reason it turned me on to feel the space between us. In the evening I followed Jens to the air-soft group meeting. He, Alexander, looked different. He wore glasses. She imagined these hands holding her close. She lost track of time and space when she realized he was holding out his hand to help her up the two steps into the green house. She was amazed at the strength and warmth she felt when their hands met and could have melted when he looked into her eyes. She couldn’t help but be curious about a man living in the middle of nowhere. He showed her to the shower and she couldn’t believe her eyes. It was on a platform facing the lake…on a deck…outside…. We both moaned and stopped to savor the moment.Pam moved a hand between her legs, reaching back to cup my balls briefly, then began slowly massaging her clit. I drew back just about an inch or so, then pushed back into her, hard. She grunted, and again, I pulled back just a little, and power-stroked back into her. I kept repeating, the slow draw back then the hard plunge into her clenching nether passage, each time pulling back just a hair farther.My wife had started up a steady litany. "OH!. After a few minutes, Ellen pulled her face away and rose. She led Sarah to an upholstered chair, urged her to sit. Sarah watched in silence as Ellen undressed, removed everything until she was naked. She cupped her breasts in her hands, brushed her nipples with her palms, then returned to Sarah and knelt before her. Their eyes met once more, so much expressed in the silence, nothing heard but their breathing and an occasional noise from the city outside the window. Then Sarah's eyes narrowed.