I was on the couch. She joined me there and we carried on where we left off in the cab. Except this time I hitched up her skirt and pulled her on top ...f me so I could feel her big pantyhose arse. She loved me massaging her butt and started to grind her crotch into my leg, while she forced her tongue down my throat. My dick started to throb, and Sunita reached down to open my belt and zip. To my surprise my erection leapt out of my trousers. Maybe there was something subconsciously sexy about. I’ve got a book called Lovers Weekend, really explicit. I keep it under my old Brownie uniform. Then there’s The Joy of Sex in Mom’s bottom drawer. The copyright’s before I was born.I could get lots more information, but it’s better to exercise my imagination.If I had a boyfriend, at least I’d know what was going on.I’m second-chair clarinet, not bad for a Junior-to-be. (That’s not the same as being a second clarinet. I’m the second-best first clarinet.) For football games, we wear plastic. How are the boys?" Just fine," he replied as they broke their embrace. "They're staying at Grandma's tonight, mostly because she has a fireplace where they can hang their stockings." Good," she sighed as they started for the exit, with Dave taking her bag to drag behind him. "I take it that means we're going to be able to spend the night alone?" What there'll be of it," he smiled, understanding what she was saying perfectly: she was horny. Well, he was, too. He hadn't really planned it that. There is a bottle of wine on the table, left by the owners, telling us to enjoy our time. You seem a little overwhelmed by all of this. We grab the bottle and take a stroll to the waterfront, hand in hand. The trees have just started to turn for the fall season with a slight chill in the air. You are amazed at all the lovely colors, and the freshness of the country air. Still strolling, we come to a spot where we can see the whole lake, and settle down on the blanket I have set out for you..