His boxers and her panties the only things in the way of making love to her.Moving his hand softly up her side, he slides his hand under her lacy tank...top. Strumming her nipple with his thumb til its hard, he senses her stirring. Cupping her breast in his hand he pulls her tighter to him.She moans and stretches her legs, slowly waking. Her eyes flutter open before moving her hand to his on her breast. She can feel his hardness searching for her warmth.He moves his hand from her breast and. .. in her drunken haze all she could see was a dark figure bending over her, sending pleasure shooting through her body. Lifting her hand and putting it on his shoulder was a lot of effort, but even with her glazed eyes she could see the pretty color combination. As she moaned he worked his way down her body, slowly getting harder as he touched her all over, rubbing his fingers up and down her slit and listening to her moan. Putting his lips to her pussy, he began to suck and nibble, licking up. Not over the top, not boring; call her ‘Goldilocks’.”“So, just right?”“Yes. And I didn’t debate her or quiz her or anything like that. At the right time I mentioned the test was necessary and in true ‘LDB’ fashion, she’d had one!”“LDB? Luckiest Dumb Boy?”“Suzanne coined that as a shortcut to the whole saying, especially in IM.”“Are you at peace with your thinking?”I nodded, “Yes. I need to be the rock of stability you, Jessica, the kids, and the NIKA team need, but I can dial back the intensity. ”“Come over right now. I’ll go have a bath and freshen up.”I looked down at the street and estimated the time it would take from the traffic conditions. “I’ll be there in three quarters of an hour.”Driving across the city, I felt a pleasant tingling in my breasts as the distance between us shrank with each turn of the tyres. We’d met online, in a writing group on a website now long dead. I’d not fit in particularly well with the rest of the members of the group; people who apparently wrote only.