Dana lay back on the bed, eyes closed heart pounding and dreaming of what was about to happen. Her legs were open, her hands were on his hips ready to...guide him in, and she was….READY.Chris positioned himself between her legs and raised his torso on his arms. 'My God,' Dana thought, 'he must work out every day.' His muscles bulged and moved under his skin as he adjusted his posture. She ran her hands along each bicep amazed at how hard it was underneath but how soft his skin was. Then she. "You're in great shape. I'm so jealous of you sometimes." Get out!" said Claire, but a surge of something happy went through her."Really. Everybody's jealous of you. The guys all look at you." They do not," she said."Yes they do. If you weren't married, your dance card would be full every weekend." Stop it! You're embarrassing me." No I'm not. You love it. Now, you look like you lost your last friend, which is impossible, since I'm right here. So ... what's bothering you?" Everything," groaned. His teeth chattered in anticipation, it was something Dana had not noticed before. She gave him a pat on the head close the door. He pushed his nose across her panties sniffing as he went. He knew what she wanted tonight. And Dana knew he knew it. She removed her high heels, lifted her skirt, and pushed her panties down her legs to her toes. As she looked up, she noticed his pink shaft slowly poking out. She couldn't even make it to the couch before his tongue brushed across her lips. A shiver. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I should probably get going," Harold said, "I still have some reading to do. I plan on canvassing the retirement home tomorrow. I'll keep you posted."While Harold let himself out, the two women prepared dinner together. Something light and cool to counteract the effects of the weather. When it was ready, Mark came in to eat."I didn't know that I would ever think this, but I feel kinda strange and out of place being the only clothed one when Meredith and Mark.