"Hey, hey it's okay. Why did you jump like that?" he asked with a serious look."Oh, nothing I just don't know what would anyone say if they saw us lik... that." She knew her long hair was not in its right place; on top of her head as it was an hour ago, that her dress was lifted a little and that one of Shane's hands was rubbing her thighs."What would anyone say?" he quoted "Oh, I'll tell you what they would say," he kissed her lips, seductively biting a little at her lower lip "they would say. I looked at my wife as I crawled. My manicured and painted nails hit thefloor first and my knees second. I was aware of my lingerie, my panties,and my padded bra. I could feel myself still leaking from my containmentthat only stimulated me more hardly dampening the lust bursting in mybrain. My navy blue blouse, my shoulder length hair, my pierced ears, andmy pleated skirt all brought me ecstatic waves of joy.It was my twenty-fifth birthday and my wife wanted to fulfill my mosterotic fantasies.. She looked deeply into his wanting eyes, seeing her own reflection in their passionate depths. Her bare breasts pressed firmly against him as they held each other, skin on skin, a primal urge to mate then gripped them, which neither he nor she could resist. Down onto the fur carpet they went, slowly, as if sinking down through water rather than air. He supported himself over her vulnerable body, while she arched her back, presenting her breasts to him again, imploring him to feel her, touch. Crazily, I decide to test you as to how much I could do before you touched me. I drop my pen on the floor and then bend over to pick it up. Doing this lifts up my skirt so that you are able to see my knickers and bum again clearly, the view making you squirm a little in your seat. Loving this, I wonder what I can do next, but you just pick up your pen and continue to work. Your phone rings and, as I lean over, you to answer it my breasts are brought closer to your face. I answer the phone.