I gasped trying to remember how to breathe. I felt the sweet pain run from my neck to my pussy, making it contract hard around him. He stiffened and s...ared right into my eyes. He slid his hand up to cup my throat and pressed down slightly. I arched up and moaned. I looked like a cat in heat, the way I arched and all but purred as he ran his hands down my body. I watched as his eyes turned smoky and a determined grin set on his face. He reached down and pulled my legs apart, baring me before his. I took the opportunity to leave. “I’m just ... You know ... the curfew...”“Yeah, whatever,” Lucy grunted. She rolled over, realised that her skirt was caught up and said, “Fuck.” She scowled at me with a look that said, ‘I know you’ve been staring at my arse’. “Don’t be late tomorrow. You’ve got a lot to do.”It was only after I got home that I looked at the paper. I’ve hidden it. I’m really sure that I’m not supposed to have it and I don’t know what I’m going to do.Friday December 17thLucy has. “whatever makes you happy” …. “whatever you want” then looked away and finished the song with a melancholy more smug than sad, though only He would know that I was wickedly turned on. Carrie hugged me when I finished and we both pressed and twisted a little into each other and I knew she was going home with me. I wanted to rejoice at my conquest but at the moment I was terrified and quaking at what I had just done. I asked her to get us one last drink and told her I needed some air. I. She stared at me as if I was a different person than her husband. Well ... in a way ... I was."You mean ... you want to ... you know ... have sex?" She seemed completely flummoxed by the idea."No ... I want to make love to my wife. I want to show you that I still love you and I'm not angry with you. It's been a long time since we did that, you know."She was speechless. My little surprise had completely baffled her."Yes ... if you want to," she finally managed."I want to if you want to," I said,.