" Oh, what?" she said, her uncomfortable feeling getting worse."I've always wanted to fuck your brain out," he said in a matter of fact way."W-what!" ... think you've drunk too much," she said getting up, "and I'll be going now." I don't think so," he said grabbing her arm and pulling her back onto the sofa."Let me go," she begged, surprised at his strength. "No please," she begged, getting desperate now. Her struggling had caused her short skirt to expose her knickers to his view. His shoved his. "Then don't," James said. "I can do Amy later."Michelle laughed. "Do Amy now! You can do me later." She kissed him, waved to Amy and sashayed out of the room.James looked over at Amy, unable to believe what he was in for. Now that Michelle was gone, he asked Amy "Is this for real?"Amy wanted to say no, desperately wanted to say no, but instead she nodded her head."I've thought that you were sexy since the first time I saw you!" James said. "Of course, not as sexy as Michelle, but still very. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up. When I did his hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see the front of my white lacy knickers. I looked at the tv and my son was watching me. His fingers were so close to touching my tiny wet knickers. We just sat there for what seemed hours when I felt his dick throb , I instantly pushed my knicker covered fanny back onto his throbbing cock. Wow this was mental. I raised my ass a little then sat back down and wiggled and wiggled. I. We had a male friend who had always had the hots for my wife. She always found him attractive, but up to that time nothing had ever transpired between the two of them. As we arrived home at eleven that night, our friend was waiting for us as designed. My wife was delighted to see him, they hugged casually, and she kissed him on the cheek. I poured us each a glass of wine and casually invited our friend back to our bedroom under the guise of showing him the new curtains we had recently added. I.