”A sly, little grin broke across his face.“Just exactly what do we have plenty of time for?”I moved my hand from his chest, down to his cock and...felt it harden in my hand. “Maybe we can find something fun to do while she’s on the links.”He leaned in and kissed me, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths in white-hot abandon. He had such a nice, big cock and I wanted more of it. His eyes closed while I stroked him in my hand, producing a nice, thick erection.“It feels like you’re ready for. I could not wait to meet up with Martin, I wanted apiece of him too. That week went by slowly.Friday came; my wife was dressed up, she would not dresslike a tart as I wanted her to do, but she was smart asif going for a job.We got into the car and off we went to the meetingplace. Martin was waiting for us. He came over to thecar and got in the back seat without a word. My wifeasked me if I still wanted her to do it with him. Ireassured her that I really wanted her to. Sohesitantly, she got into. We spent a month sticking to oral, not wanting her first time to be remembered as being in the backseat of a car. We waited for the right opportunity, and it came. My wife went away for a weekend.She came over to my house and I cooked her dinner. We ate, with champagne, by candlelight. I have a spare room with a futon; we took candles and champagne up, and made love all night. The next night was also sleepless, and just as wonderful.The long and short of it is that we spent 8 months not. "Don't we have to dress first?" she asked innocently."No reason to," Mona said. "I'm not expecting anyone for hours." She took the dazed teenager's hand and led her out of the office.Barbi quivered with excitement as she stepped outside. Her body flushed with goose bumps as she allowed Mona to lead her to the stable."I'm nervous," the girl said, a tinge of fear creeping into her voice."Nothin' to be afraid of, Barbi," Mona soothed. "Your body's been telling you every time you go riding." I.