We laughed about it, she and I. What elsecan you do?I was also fascinated by secrets. I read any book which had the word"Secret" in the title. When...I heard about a secret I was driven tofind out more. Some might call it obsessive, but I prefer focused ordriven as adjectives. It was my thing.Straight out of school I found that I could turn my skills into well-paying work. I joined a large corporate working in what was called"Deep Research". It was intelligence gathering. Corporate. I caressed the curves there then slid both hands down the front of her dress and began playing with her breasts, rubbing and tweaking the nipples every now and then. I then pulled first one breast then the other free of the bodice of her dress and began to rub and squeeze them harder. Mamtha groaned and squirmed on the sofa pressing her hands harder into her lap and thighs. She opened her legs and let her hands run up and down her thighs, pulling her dress up as she did.‘That’s it, Mamtha. Make. ”“You bet we will!” I exclaimed, hugging him.”“As we kissed I could feel his fingers unfasten my top. Now naked again, I offered my nipples to his lips. I cupped my breasts, feeding him. I lifted and he rubbed his cock against my pussy lips. The head inside me I lowered down impaling myself on his long rod.”“I shuffled side to side moving closer to him. My breasts flattened to his chest and I embraced my lover. “I can feel the head of your cock touching me. I’ve never felt a cock so deep inside. Oh dear, would you rather we didn't come in. This is embarrassing. Normally we keep the club meetings anonymous, and I've never been to a session where I've known the host from outside the club activities. Look, I can see you two boys are nervous, we'd better go." No," I said. Mum had said no limits and she wasn't ashamed of her new open sex life. Neither was I. "No, you are welcome to join us. Come on in. It's Chris, isn't it?"The teenager nodded."Good to see you again Chris. Look, school's.