She looked up at him with confusion and hope in her eye. Her unasked question was answered by him straight after.“You’ve been such a good girl!”...he justified, before allowing his tongue to drift over her sodden folds. She gripped the bedsheets with white-knuckled fists, biting her lip to fight back moans and screams as she was tortured pleasurably by his tongue. He knew just where to touch, where to put on or take off pressure. She could feel the desire building in her core, but she fought hard. For Meredith, she felt herself becoming lost in this woman’s eyes….felt her body melting into the Stranger’s body, her very touch burning into her skin. And they danced. And the people watched. What they saw were two women totally lost in each other, devouring one another, their eyes never leaving the other ~ except when Meredith chose to be dramatic and her gestures demanded that her eyes drop to the floor in submission. What began as Tango, became Sex On The Dance Floor. Ron noticed that he. Eve and Rose play too, Rose is a fine player if I do say so myself. Sometimes Eve and I will play against Rosie and Jim Tatum’s son. Jim is the vice president at the bank’ ‘That sounds like a fine idea. Perhaps Miss Rosemarie would allow me to partner with her this weekend and the four of us could play,’ Jake said with studied casualness. ‘Well, what do you think, Rose? Have you any plans for Saturday morning?’ her father asked, secretly pleased that Jake had mentioned inviting Rose along. ‘I. “Is this how it’s going to be now? Is this the monster we’ve created? My previously normal husband can’t look at me in the most innocent of situations without getting all flustered and imaging the worst?” Dave grinned, and I batted my eyelids. “Is this it? Am I going to have to work in a nunnery from here on in?”After our shared laughter died down, the conversation eventually turned back to more normal things. But later when we got home, I’m pretty sure this gentlest of games was one of the.