.....stay as you are”.His body hovered over hers, pulled her hair to one side, exposed her neck. Fingers feeling her skin, slowly replaced by his to...gue & lips, kissing her biting her gently, she could feel his cock growing against her arse. Mouth moving to her shoulders, taking her inch by inch, consuming her, making her body feel alive, on edge, sensitive to every touch. His mouth & fingers travelling downward, stopping in the dip in the smaller her back, his tongue running the length of it,. Bob took his dog and left while I staggered back into the kitchen and nuked my half a cup of coffee back to life.It was another week before my husband Paul had another overnight delivery. By then Bob had given me his wife's cell number and I had a more clear understanding of who was really in charge of their sex games. Michelle all the way. My week had gone horribly, I was afraid to talk to my husband. What I might say, would I break down and cry, would I confess, I really had no clue. I called. We all still went out with guys, it's just that none of us wanted to form any permanent connections with them. Even then though every few months one of us would hook up with a guy for a night or two. But we kept it at that, normally guys like you who do not go to the college.”“Yea, Mike and I are not students, why is that?”“Less chance of meeting each other again, especially in school. It can be a quick fling, with almost no chance of continuing involvement. Get it in, get off, get on with our. Stairways curved upwards like wings. The carpet was thick and luxurious and the furniture was plush. It was lit by crystal chandeliers hanging over head. Alice had never seen anything quite so opulent in her life. There was a small quartet playing in the middle of the room, much to the delight of the guests. The men were all dressed in expensive looking finery – waistcoats and suits of every color imaginable. Most of them had medals pinned to their lapels. Looking closer, and all of them wore a.