’ ‘Of course,’ she murmured. ‘May I say what a beautiful speaking voice you have, there are so few elegant contraltos. Have you ever sung prof...ssionally?’ ‘No, I think not. I’m honored you would think my singing voice would be to your liking.’ After giving the cast their notes from the rehearsal, Alfred led us to his office where his wife Minnie met us. The ladies hit it off at once, and we spent a very pleasant evening with them. Maurice paid close attention to our comments about the. Justine brought me my evening port from the bar with a strange gloss in her deep blue eyes - the silver tablet shook under her emotions and she spilled the precious drink. »Do not mind that, dearest darling - I'm in a generous mood tonight!«, so I calmed her rising guilt and to tickle here own generosity as well. I removed her belt and pinched her into her naked buttocks. With a silly girlish giggle she run for the closet to perform her secret business. I felt a hot rush of affection for the. .it’s been awhile.”Nate rocked his hips back and forth, plunging himself inside my wife. “Fuck! I’ve wanted to do this for quite awhile,” he said, continuing his movements.“Really?” she asked again, lapping up all the approval.“I couldn’t imagine any guy who wouldn’t want to, Sarah...you’re gorgeous,” he replied. Nate had been resting his hands on my wife’s supple ass, but soon began moving them up and down her sides. He bent at the knee slightly, then moved his hands under hear, cupping her. John looked stunned by my questions, his eyes widening. . I don’t think he had ever been challenged like this before and I could not believe the words pouring out of my mouth.John looked at Mary then at me then at the bagel, an inch from his mouth. While I was waiting for him to respond, I heard a loud engine outside and turned to see who was coming. I saw a motorcycle drive up to the house and saw it was Sherry sitting in back of a girl wearing a black leather jacket and tight black jeans..