She went into the kitchen and came back with a glass."My husband usually does this on the couch where I can lay across his lap" she said. I said that ...ould be perfect and sat on middle cushion, placing my glass on the coffee table. She almost seemed to hesitate before she stretched her thin frame across my legs and I noticed the first sign that she was a little embarrassed."Have you ever been spanked by anyone other than your husband?" I asked."Not since I was a girl", she replied.I couldn't. I can smell the earth of your hair and the salt of your skin. I can see the tidal rise and fall of your body as you breathe with me and the distance closes. As we touch at our center point, and begin to mold, there is a momentary pause in breath. Just a beat, and we draw closer still. I kiss your neck and trace your outline, finding the silk hollows and feeling you arch back into me… and in the darkness the light flashes over us. When you find me and draw me with your hands, deeper into the. ‘Izzy, I need to talk to you,’ he finally managed brusquely. Izzy blinked once and snapped the book shut. ‘That sounds a bit ominous?’ she said cautiously. Daniel looked at her quickly as he sat down facing her. She really was turning into a cheeky young woman. He thought with a touch of fondness, of the timid little girl perched on the edge of his sofa, trying her best to be invisible… She grinned at him displaying that dimple, and he buried that other Izzy as a thing who would never come. It must have just been because it was sooo long, I am terribly embarrassed, you are such a mess." She was genuinely embarrassed, but still in a daze from her first orgasm in years. She laid back down and tried to catch her breath. As she laid back, I looked at her pussy below me. Her breasts were heaving up and down and she looked so fucking hot to me at that point, I had to go in for another taste. Without saying anything, I pushed my head back between her thighs. I went right in for her now.