Katelyn had placed the phone on the little table next to the chair. She knew Mike was planning to call and felt she couldn't let him get the machine a...ain. She picked up the phone and checked the caller ID. "It's Mike," she told Hayley.Katelyn answered and began having a conversation with her husband. She told him a few things about the children and asked about his visit with his friend. Meanwhile, Hayley was gently stroking Katelyn's inner thigh with her tongue and making feathery strokes on. The washing machine had broken down a week ago, the repairman a short balding smelly piece of useless manhood, was big on promises but delivered nothing apart from frustration and a broken washing machine. She now sat at the kitchen table with a glass of Chardonnay in a loose top and “daisy duke” type jean material shorts and little else as her underwear and a substantial part of her casual ware was waiting for the delivery of a new washing machine today.Her husband away on business meant Wendy. Now this guy isn’t what I would call experienced and I have had a few lovers in my past so we do make for an interesting couple. Ever since I met Ronald I have been sexually attracted to him but since he is so shy and inexperienced I never really pursued Ronald on a sexual level. Yes, I flirted and sometimes came across really strong but I have really held back. Ronald and I hadn’t been talking for a little while we sort of lost touch for almost a year. But recently we started. My free hand has wandered down and is now occupied with the inner folds of my sweet spot. I can feel it building and know it won't take but another moment.I remember you and it's like you're there, the softness of your smile and your scent may be in my head but in this moment it feels real. While my fingers continue to work my clit I picture you in front of me. Even if it's not real I can feel your hands on my hips and the gentle touch on my naked skin as you move in closer. I can feel the.