During our sessions, I had discussed some my past and things I once enjoyed. Among those was giving women massages, although I was never licensed. And...I even mentioned how they sometimes turned very sensual, and that I had never had any complaints. For some reason I said something about offering her one, realizing it was not proper. Plus, I worried that she would end our sessions due to it, but nothing was said.The following week, she started by asking me how my masturbation attempts had been. "I'm sort of torn, you know. I loved waking up beside Adam this morning – and have him kiss my pussy good morning. But I think I would be just as happy waking up beside either of you. Adam, what do you think?"Adam was in the middle again. He had decided that he wanted no part of making decisions for this group. He was not going to be the catalyst as to whether it worked or not. Similarly, he didn't want to lose individual time with Shelly – or with the others, he grudgingly admitted to himself.. We had to break the kiss as we left the elevator. I opened the door to my apartment and as soon as the door was close I tore down her blazer. I ripped her blouse open and the buttons flew everywhere. There she stood only dressed in her sexy skirt, black lace stockings, high heels, a black lacy bra and her white open blouse. I was rock hard and had a tent which was obvious. Jenny saw it and started to smile.“Ohhh… how sweet… someone’s really happy to see me. I want to see him as well…” With that. If I give even a little at work and look at you I am afraid I will end up fucking you on a meeting table.” With that, he recaptured her lips as he pulled down her thong. She pulled off his towel in response and he was as hard and ready as she had remembered. Pushing him back towards the bed she couldn’t stop running her hands over him. He was really here, naked in front of her. Two months of horrible longing wanting him back in her mouth, in her body. Two months watching his lips move over.