She scowls and silently demands answers from him, staring at the top of his head. Shoes are slipped onto her feet, but her attention’s gone, lost to...the hunger within her core. He stands. “Please,” he says, holding his hand out to her. “Walk for me.” His hand is seized, irritably, and she is guided gracefully to her feet, wobbling slightly to balance herself on her new heels. Their arms link, his shoulder brushing against her as he takes her weight. His aroma engulfs her and the strong grip on. Then she put her hands on her hips and pulled her close.The taller one spoke, “Are you sure we ought to be doing this here? I know you said we should put a little adventure in our lives, but, well, I don’t think this is what I had in mind for adventure.”“Marion, you think an opening bid with a bridge hand is an adventure. We are going to have a real adventure, here and now, one that you won’t be able to tell your grandchildren about, at least until they’re much older.” She bent forward and. You can plough my virgin ass until you pump it full of your cum. BUT… only if I get to do you first. Goodnight, sweetie”With that she plunged her tongue into my ear and moaned before biting me hard on the earlobe. My heart was racing and my head began to spin. What? What was she proposing? This is NOT what I imagined!She untangled her arms and legs from mine and scooted back to her side of the bed. She reached out and stroked her hand across my ass. Her touch felt wonderful until she shocked. So confident and sophisticated… an unapproachable goddess.” I sighed, “Do you have any idea how desperately I lusted after you?” “A little. I mean, I couldn’t help but notice the way you sometimes looked at me. It made me feel important. And excited. That’s why I did those things…” “Those things?” “To tease you. I’m sorry, Mari. I couldn’t help it. When you were watching, I’d pretend my pencil eraser was your nipple. Or I’d spread my legs to see if I could catch you peeking.” “Did you?” “All.