..” I reminded her.“Yes, we have to graduate to kissing,” she replied sultrily, tracing the outline of my lips, “and then escalate to cuddling...” she was running her finger tip down my chin towards my adam’s apple. I swallowed instinctively.Her hand carried on south, ducking under the duvet “and full steam ahead to full genital-on-genital contact!”. Her finger trailed off as it reached the top of my tensed tummy and she started convulsing with giggles. “Your face!” she teased, “You should see. I am a strong woman and certainly don’t need a man…I guess I reconcile it in my head with the idea that it’s my choice to stay with a situation that is comfortable, if not ideal. I picked up the phone and called the subject of my pondering and told him to be over at my house at 6 o’clock. I finished making up the guest room and picking up the house. I was mostly packed and my suitcase lay open on the floor of my bedroom. I got cleaned up and changed into jeans and a blouse. I was just finishing. She rolled of the bed grabbed her clothes and ran into the bathroom. A couple of minutes later I heard the front door slam as she stormed out. One down I thought to myself. One more to go. Since it was a holiday weekend the store was closed on Monday. That gave me an extra day to rebuild my spunk supply before having Patricia over for dinner and a little surprise. She came over that night at about 7 and we had a quick dinner. As we retired to the couch to watch a movie we began to cuddle. I. After I turn on the coffe pot I head for the bathroom, she's standing in our shower smiling and tells me that I know what to do. I sit on the floor of the shower as she straddles me, squats down a little bit and lets loose of a hot torrent of pee, it splashes on my cock and balls and feels so good, I wish it didn't end as fast as it did.When I stand up, Steph spreads her legs and opens her pussy with her fingers so I can pee right on her clit. As the pee hits her clit she moans just a little.