"Yeah!" I shriek, feeling his middle finger over my clit still. As I laid there, I felt a wave of ecstasy that commenced on my clitoris and slowly spr...ad out throughout my body. It was good, it made me feel quite happy, pleased, and fulfilled. I moaned loud. "Henry! I'm coming!" I gasped out—still holding on to the desk as hard as I could. I was afraid that if I let go of it, I wouldn't be able to hold myself up. And I was right because as soon as I finished having my orgasm, I slumped down. Then I slowly started tickling her belly she moved a bit but with some courage I didn’t move my hand. Then slowly I placed my hand on her top and pulled her it a bit up then I placed my hand on her bare belly just at the start of her bottoms, I kept on moving my hands for quiet sometime and suddenly she rolled over and placed her hand over my body I got scared that she caught me but she didn’t, she was fast asleep. Then I again started moving my hands to and fro, and then I took this one step. She selected a wrap-around kimono made of red silk with white dragons embroidered on it. It was short, touching above her knees and it belted around her waist. She tied the belt loosely, revealing the deep cleft between her breasts. She turned the lights down low, her mind in that nether world in which her body screamed out for sex while her mind still said no. The kimono said yes. Doug came up, dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt, carrying a bottle of wine, two glasses, and a large platter of. Carol smirked, "Fuck and suck." John said, "I'll second that." I said, "That sounds great, but I want to walk in the woods." It took some convincing, but finally, they agreed to go out. We all got dressed in some casual outdoor clothes. Carol had on a photographer's shirt with epaulets and lots of pockets, no bra and a pair of old jeans that were so tight you could see a protuberant cameltoe. John put on a long sleeve T-shirt and faded jeans. I put on a pair of jeans and an old button-down.