. Pretend you're touching yourself." I'm trying to relax." No need to rush. We have plenty of time. Don't we?"Kate kissed me like I'd dreamed of being...kissed as her finger pushed inside me. "Let me love you," she begged."For as long as you want."My lips kissed their way down her chest and across her stomach until my tongue at last lapped the wetness from between her legs that were now pressed against her chest. "So good!" she yelled as I sucked her clit from the hood into my mouth and rolled it. I don’t want to be touching myself, I want it to be you. But you’re so far away. I step back under the water and wash the soap from my skin then I take the shower head down. I turn it to massage and crank the flow up so the water shoots out in a jet. I close my eyes and direct the water at my nipples. It tickles and teases, like your tongue. Bite me! Suckle me and make me moan. I move the jet down and lift my leg again. I tremble in anticipation as I expose my clit with one hand. I know the. I just stared at him and I think he thought he made a mistake telling me. When I responded and told him it sounded like fun he smiled. He then went on to tell me their next get together was at Bill’s house since his wife was visiting family for a week. Two days later John picked me up and we went to Bill’s house, the wife thought we were going to play golf so we would be gone for a least 6 hours. When we got there the driveway was full of cars, we rang the bell and a naked Bill greeted us. As I. It felt wrong. Shewas probably just a kind person who treated everyone like this. But thenwhy were our fingers laced together? But she's gay. She doesn't likemen. This is where I settled. She's gay and isn't interested in me likethat. She a new friend. That's it, end of story.We looked into each other's eyes. The lights in the botique were off butthere was plently of midmorning light coming in from the storefrontwindows."I really shouldn't have you in here." She finally broke thesilence while.