You know we’re not intimate now, Squirt. Do you even want me that way?”She sat for a minute, thinking. I knew how she felt. I had the exact same q...estion. Was it a good idea to do this? Was it putting a huge temptation before us that could lead to us falling back into the behavior pattern that we had just broken on the Chicago visit? Or could we do this today, this one time, and then go on until some theoretical last fuck; one that I was fairly sure was a bad idea for a host of reasons?“Is that. It was his erect dick which was touching my one hand. He was intentionally pressing it against my hand while pressing my tummy. His hands then started to go more down and reached the place where I tied my salwar. He was kind of massaging and started talking to me about when it started and what I ate and all.I intentionally told him that the pain sometimes reaches to the sides of the tummy and till the thighs. It was all he was wanting and I saw a lusty smile on his face after hearing this. He. ’ Matt blushed, handed Mary the teddy, then he glanced down at the remaining lingerie. It looked as if there was something hidden under the neatly folded items, causing them to bulge. He reached under the silky things. Whatever it was felt rubbery, almost fleshy. He grasped it and took it out. It was a fake penis! A dildo! Mary had a dildo? ‘Mary, what’s this?’ he asked. Mary looked at him, saw what he had in his hand, then she felt herself flush. ‘It’s…ah…I…um…’ she stammered. ‘Did you ever. One Saturday, my wife and her other sister (more on her later), went shopping and left Mary in the house as she was finishing some work she had to turn in by Monday. I also stayed home as I wanted to catch up on some DVDs and was not in the mood to stand around while women were shopping. At around noon, I felt a pang of hunger and wanted to go out for lunch. I knew Mary was in the house so I thought of asking her if she wanted to come along. I went to her room and knocked to see if she was.