I was dying to get to know more about her, and what was going on in her marriage. Naturally I was willing to trade some of my secrets for some of hers... I finally could not wait any longer so I called her Sunday at home. She worked downtown in a bank, and asked if I could meet her on Tuesday after she got off at five oclock at a restaurant for a drink and perhaps dinner. I would have preferred Monday, but I guess I was just going to have to be patient. We met as planned, and me with butterflies. .. I know this is none of my business, but," she looked aroundto be sure they were alone, "it's about Jordie."When Frances didn't continue, Melissa aked, "What about him?"Frances was obviously uncomfortable about what she wanted to say. "Oh,God... you know what... forget it." No, no," Melissa pushed her new computer aside. "What's going on? IsJordie upset about something?"Frances shook her head. "I feel like such an idiot saying this, but," sheheaved a sigh, "I'm not sure how appropriate it is. Her lipstick tastedabsolutely fantastic as I returned the kiss. I grabbed her and pulled heron top of me as we started to become slowly entwined.As we lay on the couch, I slowly started to explore her body. As wekissed, I started to run my hands up and down her back and gentlyexploring her beautiful shaped butt. She stopped kissing me and whisperedin my ear, "Let's go and get more comfortable."We got up off the couch and made out way into her bedroom. As we stood bythe bed, she lifted my shirt. My eyes were beseeching him, pleading with him, ‘please, may I?’ He nodded with a sly grin on his face. He was playing me, knowing how much I wanted this, he was playing me, teasing me, and frustrating me to higher heights. And, he was doing it very well.I yanked his shorts down to his feet and waited a moment for him to step out of them. I waited for his movements to stop. I didn’t take my eyes off the nine inches of black cock pointing direct at me. Seeing it for only the second time, I gasp.