Connie did the same. The next afternoon, after we left the office, I suggested we stop by a small bar for a couple of drinks. During the conversation ...hat followed, Connie began to tell me of her unhappy marriages and how she missed good sex. Jokingly, I told her that I could take care of that. She smiled and said, ‘We’ll see about that.’ After dinner that night, Connie excused herself and went to shower for the night. I had stopped on the way home that afternoon and bought some wine which I. I wasn't sure my legs would cooperate. My knees were knocking as I rose and opened the door to the office. I paused just a moment in the hallway. A turn to the left, up the hallway and to the right, and I'd be on my way home. I turned right and cautiously walked down the hallway. The sitting room doorway was only inches away. I held my breath and stepped into the entry. Ben's back was to me. He was kneeling in front of Leah, her hands clasped in his. My heart fluttered when I saw his gentleness. Tonight, more than most nights, reminded me of the reason why the open window was so welcomed. I could feel the pull of the moon on my skin like something alive, making my hair stand on end and my fingers itch. Without the icy breeze on my skin, I would have already been stripping clothes and flesh and running into the forest behind my home. I really should get up and blow the candles out… I bit my pillow as one last act of anger at having to move for my own stupidity, feeling just the tiniest. Then I lift up, my cock slides all the way inside her as her feet came off the floor! Her mouth is wide open in amazement as I impaled her with my cock. I start moving my hips in a circular motion, caused my cock to fuck in and out of her, not all the way. Heather told me we should move to the bed. I let her down off my cock and we got back into our new normal position, the missionary one. I guided my cock back into her and made love to her. Unlike the last time, we went slow, taking our time.