In a brief moment of sanity I wondered if she was sleeping or pretending. Surely she couldn’t sleep through this. She began to move ever so slightly... I slowly and gently rolled on top of her. She offered no resistance, and rolled unto her back. I fully penetrated her and began very slow rhythmic movements.She slowly raised both legs into the air and started to move her hips in time with me. The pace of our movements became quicker, we were both making love to each other. She came at least 3. "Could I get anyone a drink?" I nodded no, and my friend Sara missed the question entirely. But this gave Tasty Tina an excuse to get away from the table. This in itself was nothing, but when she returned, she spent some time a few feet from the table, an angle that gave her an excellent view of my lap. When she again sat down, she smiled at me with a new twinkle in her eye.Sitting was becoming uncomfortable, and Sara seemed determined to unzip my jeans, though I often pulled her hand from my. To his darling: If I love you, what business is it of yours? The line I was thinking is an old one, from Goethe. The couple was sitting directly across from me, acting as though nothing had transpired, and I was trying to do the same. More, in fact. I had to hide what I knew of them, which wouldn't be difficult. The hard part was hiding my feelings from them, so I was helping them play a role for the audience at the table at the same time that I was playing a role for the two of them. It was. I texted her once asking her to give me a hint. Her only reply was, "patience! You'll enjoy it."As I arrived home that evening, I opened the door to the wonderful aroma's of her cooking. We enjoyed pre-dinner conversation over a glass of wine as she finished making dinner. It was fabulous. After dinner, I started to gather up the plates and she said, "just leave it. We have more important things to do tonight. Follow me upstairs. "I felt a slight tremor of excitement and anticipation as my mind.