And so here I am… I get off the train, move past the ticket barrier and look for a white Ford Granada. I can’t see it at first, but just as I am s...arting to panic I see a lady waving at me from the far end of the car park next to a white car. I walk over with legs like jelly, and see a tall, very well dressed lady in her late 40s with a mass of beautifully coiffured brown hair and red lipstick. We kiss (slightly awkwardly on my part) on the cheek then with a laugh Kay invites me into the. Joe ordered another beer and drank it slowly, watching her dance for the other men in the bar. He reached for his cigarettes, never pulling his eyes from her twisting body. His pocket was empty and he reached into his jacket searching for his Merits, then remembered that he had stopped smoking five years ago. Sable began to work her way towards him again. Joe watched as her body moved like liquid steel to the jazzy beat of the honky-tonk music. His mind drifted, and suddenly he felt extremely. . While I was looking at them, I thought to myself, ‘what are you doing? this is sick. stop this and get a grip.’ I threw his pants back into the suitcase and showered and changed for the day, trying to put it all behind me. I could hardly sit through all the sessions without thinking of Tom and his lean strong body. I must have thought of a dozen different scenarios that I reached out and took hold of his throbbing cock and smelled it, touched it ever so lightly and then finally put my mouth. And that was the basis of an intense passion that fueled their creativity and bolstered their intimacy, something both missed in their respective lives.It was late Tuesday evening before I could give any attention to my lover's request from earlier that day. Upon her confession to me that she had actually come while reading my writings, she made a request for me to enjoy the same sensations as I thought of her. The power of her suggestion, and the sense that she was greatly aroused thinking of.