"Oh, and if you need anything, I'd rather you didn't go wandering around...just use the bell pull there." She nodded toward a tassled embroidered ta...e, hanging next to the bed. When they had left, Jason wandered around his room, bemused by it's lavish appointments. Rather than closets, a huge cherry armoir took up most of one wall, with an equally large matching chest of drawers on the oppposite wall. The walls were hung with burgundy velvet curtains, the floor was carpeted with a. And I mean that literally as well because she'd taken off her bra and her magnificent breasts were clearly visible under the top she was wearing.... a sort of white muslin semi-transparent material with solid white bits in it..... women will know what I mean. Her large stiff brown nipples were straining against the material and as she looked down at my bulge I knew she could see my excitement. Anyway, a couple of seconds later she was feeling it, first through my trousers and then with the zip. It was the summer of ’89, and although my memories of a few precious hours with you still seemed clear and crisp in my mind from the previous year, my imagination was working overtime as to how you would react when we would be together again. For a year, in fact almost fourteen months, we had been writing to each other since we made our initial tentative first contact and in that time we had both grown more confident and knew details that of each other’s lives that few people other than close. I’d needed all of about two or three minutes to explode. Gwen looked at me and my eyes locked with hers. I began to open my mouth to express my fear and concern, but she smiled and said, “Just let it happen, trust me.” She masturbated me and made me explode on her slender fingers. My own hands shot up and stopped, midair, above my shoulders, until…BAM! The first wave of orgasmic convulsions shot through my body and took me to ecstasy. Then another larger wave shot through my body and.