“Do you want to touch yourself right now?” I lifted my eyes upwards to her face, waiting for her reaction. Her lids were closed and lips slightly ...arted, and I smirked to myself as I swept my thumb across her clit once more; this time probing a small moan from her. She hummed in affirmation, opening her eyes as my hand clasped her own and took it from my thigh, guiding it between her legs, giving her permission. Her small, delicate fingers began stroking slowly over her clit, and I could feel. I told her that she was a recently married lady, so probably knew about husband wife getting excited frequently and having sex. She said that it wasn’t sex and we seem to be doing something else. She said that sex is done while lying down. I suddenly remembered the story my wife told me about her and her husband. I thought this was a good time to engage her.So, I told her that sex can be done in many different ways, and this was one of the positions to try and it was called a ‘doggie’ position.. A mix of red and blue thrown in with the dominating white-light. Ed lay sprawled in bed puffing on a cigarette and watching a football game. He grinned as he saw Kat standing at the door and ran his tongue over his teeth slowly, “Well well well, look what the cat dragged in.” he grinned at Kat and waited for her to appreciate the pun. She didn’t. Other than his grin however, there was one other matter that grabbed Kat’s attention. He was sprawled in bed, naked. “C’mon in then.” He patted the. "Please, don't look at me like that," I whispered.In silence he moved off the other side of the bed, walked around it and made his way into the bathroom. I remained facing the place he had just vacated. I could not move. I could not cry. I would lie here forever, and McAllister's face with that look of utter disgust would float in front of my eyes for all that time. I heard the shower run for a long, long time. After he came out of the bathroom, I felt him leave. He returned a short while.